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I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult.
E. B. White (1899 - 1985)

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After experiencing the loss of child and one pregnancy complication after another, my family is now complete. I am the mother of three beautiful children and one angel-Aria, my first punk rock girl. I resigned from a government job to raise my beautiful children. I love to bake and discovered that I have a talent. All cakes are made from scratch using the freshest ingredients possible. No box cakes or just add extract to powder for me.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Just a Pile of Junk

People spend an entire life accumulating STUFF. In the end, what does the stuff mean? NOTHING. It is a mess left behind for someone to sort through. Bag it up, throw it away. Goodbye life, It really is sad when you think about it.

Look what I found. I wrote this March 1997. I was living in Brooklyn at the time. Why did I stop writing letters to people who don't have email?  My Aunt was a born again Christian. As the pastor said at her memorial- A prayer warrior.

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