I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it […]
The plan to plan It’s another Mamavation Monday, and I do not have much to report. I did finally get a root canal, and I am now able to chew with my left side. I faced the scales on Wednesday, and I am happy to report that I held steady through all of my mouth problems. It sucks not […]
The Intervention You guys are just going to have to forgive me as I struggle with some intense emotions over the next couple of weeks. With Christmas Eve being the first anniversary of my sister’s passing, I am almost daily encountering anniversaries of one aspect or another of her final days. Today was a big one! It […]
The Hands While walking through the mall just before Christmas, my husband and I passed a kiosk in the mall selling multi-colored clay molds. While the whole idea was pretty cool, these hands in particular kept speaking to me. Here, let me hold that for you. First of all, they are HUGE, bigger than any hands I […]
January 21, 2011
“Unwritten” – Natasha Bedingfield
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I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it […]