On this cold December night, with a low fire dancing in the buckstove, donned in my jammies with my feet propped up, nestled sleepily on our comfy couch with my babies nearby, some on computers and another sewing, I'm thinking of how blessed and grateful I am just to be "me". Me? Who am I? Trying not to sound like a new "I'm a Mormon" commercial, but most likely I"ll mimic one anyway...I'm a woman, a daughter, a friend...I'm the "muvver" to my babies, the "wady" of the house and my sweetie's best friend. I'm not perfect. I may not always happy and some days I'm not in a very good mood. But that's ok. I'm here. I'm alive and well and going through life, grateful and blessed to be "where" I am today, at this time in my life.....
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