I'm either a transplanted East Coaster or a born again West Coaster. My heart kept pulling me toward Oregon, and when I followed it I found my dream, which I am living daily. My dream of becoming a writer has come true as well. I am in the company of people who speak my language, and the sense of community is healing hurts I didn't know were there. I am very grateful for my enormous good fortune.
I confess, I’ve always wanted to use the word and I was happy when I found a place for it here. The picture was a real find; it fit perfectly. I’m glad you like it, thank you.
August 3, 2017 at 5:48 pm
Nice way to spend your time. Another winner.
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August 3, 2017 at 7:53 pm
I’ve been noticing a common theme lately. I’m beginning to think I have a big decision coming up. And thank you, Martha, as always.
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August 3, 2017 at 7:35 pm
I love the feeling that your words give to me tonight. Thank you for your wonderful prose.
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August 3, 2017 at 7:57 pm
I seem to be uncommonly full of words lately. I’m glad you like them. Thank you for letting my words touch your heart tonight. It’s a gift.
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August 5, 2017 at 7:48 pm
I like the doppelgänger bit. I looked again at the photo, and I espied her reflection. You describe this beautifully Melody.
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August 5, 2017 at 9:18 pm
I confess, I’ve always wanted to use the word and I was happy when I found a place for it here. The picture was a real find; it fit perfectly. I’m glad you like it, thank you.
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