Category: journey

Maggie…

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Dear Maggie, 
Oh this letter is all a swirl of things to say… It’s funny because I write to you all of the time, this should not be any different right? Well, except for the fact that it will be shared with the entire internet… 
When I took on this 30 days of letters challenge, I had no idea whom I would fill said 30 days with. None. When it came to today’s “internet friend” category, I was even more lost. Though I know it’s completely acceptable these days to go around making friends online- i don’t do it. I don’t really connect with others in forums or anything like that. Honestly, I wouldn’t even typically lump you under the internet friend umbrella. You are simply my friend Maggie. My husband and kids know you as my friend Maggie. Friendship really should be that simple. But, for arguments sake, I guess you are technically my internet friend. 99% of our friendship is woven over the internet. Plus, bonus: I get to write to/about you on my blog and let the whole world know how amazing you are. 
Because, you are pretty fantastically amazing, Maggie… 
How we even became friends, I don’t remember. Something to do with Myspace and writing…???… 
Anyway, whatever those details were- I am so incredibly grateful. 
Truly. 
I can not even tell you how many times your name has been scripted in my gratitude journal. I can’t. I can tell you though, that it’s a bunch. 
I love you, my friend. It has been such an honor to grow to call you my friend. Not my internet friend, but my actual friend… You have been such an honest support to me and words could NEVER convey what that has meant to me. We have shared sadness and frustrations and fears in a way that many couldn’t understand… and then on the brink of all of that- your amazingly beautiful little Evie came to be… And everything about her (and you, of course) just spews hope in my world. 
Not hope for the same things, (that would be impossible!) or baby things even- but simply hope for good things. Goodness. Your story- Evie’s story- is goodness… Goodness and beauty and light and love all bundled up in your gorgeous little girl. 
Thanks for sharing your journey with me. Thanks for sharing your life and your honesty with this girl who is just another girl on the internet. 
i love you,
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Slow Love…

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  The current BlogHer Book Club selection is a memoir by Dominique Browning entitled Slow Love. As the economy crumbled more and more, Dominique writes of her journey from the editor in chief of now dead House & Garden magazine to finding a way to embrace and enjoy the moments of her life…

  I love relatable memoirs. I love a beautifully penned glimpse into another person’s hurts and triumphs. As great as a good novel can be, knowing that there is something real resting between the lines of a memoir is comforting. Even though I have never been part of a greedy, backstabbing corporate world, as Dominique has, I felt as though it didn’t matter. So much of the way she reminisced about lovers, and the youth of her boys reached me. In the ways that she struggled with, at first simply getting out of bed and later getting through a day, I saw myself there in her words. In the way that most of us women struggle with change, she is a voice that some of us long to listen to.

  Dominique has a lovely way with words, weaving them authentically and still somehow poetic. Slow Love goes beyond what other memoirs, such as Eat Pray Love, try to do because she arrives to her realizations and life’s wisdom without lavish trips or unattainable measure.

  Slow Love reads like a cup of tea with an old friend, and yet it packs a convicting soul punch as well. 

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J…

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Dear J, 
The list of people who know about you, about how unkind the years have been to you, and about the completely blatant wreckage you left in me- is very small. When you told me that any semblance of the good and honorable guy you’d had ownership in once was gone- I should have heeded your warning. 
I always accepted responsibility for that. 
Though the ability to create amazingly beautiful things still courses wildly through your veins, that is where the end of any goodness is. 
You toy with the lives of people who love you, just to see what damage you can do. You delight in the power you wield to hurt people who care about you. You are an alcoholic, of choice, and the most shallow person I know. You masquerade through your days pretending that your opinion is superior by comparison, and that the world is full of spineless ignorance- save you, of course. 
It just isn’t true, J. 
You are a coward. 
You are so unbelievably scared of everything, like a mouse. You fear being hurt- so you make sure that you wound instead- and those wounds run deep. Trust me, I know. 
You are stingy with your words and commitments, like a weasel. 
You are arrogant, and yet that ego is unfounded by anything that really exists. 
It’s in your head that you live in a realm where you are the brilliant and abyssimal king, (to borrow your word) to the hoards of us ignorant  roaches and maggots who beg for your garbage. 
In reality, Jeremy Stephen Wagner- you are the cockroach while the rest of the world simply embraces life and works everyday to achieve happiness and reality.  
Looks like you are the ignorant one after all. 
And the one truly alone. 
And fairly pathetic, too. 
And i would say it’s a shame except that it really isn’t because, and to quote- “that guy you knew, he’s gone.”
Paint your heart out, J- because by my calculations you don’t have much heart left. 
Karma’s coming, 
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P.S. You were right about one other thing… the day did come where I don’t miss you- or think you’re worth my time. Thanks, for that… 

Dream Weaver…

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Dear Dreams, 
It seems a cruel act of fate that I haven’t started to place true value in your possibilities until I am in my mid-thirties, therefore making it far more difficult to achieve you now. 
Please forgive me for being a low learner. 
Please be persistent in supporting me to not give up on you. 
Please don’t give up on me… 
Tip the scales in my favor, a little bit, will you? I promise not to complain. 
Hugs and Kisses, 
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and i shall call her…

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nothing! 
No, really. i don’t make a habit of naming my stuff… 
But I am pretty sure that she is a she, which some people may find ridiculous but I really don’t care. 
i adore her and think she is absolutely stunning!
I picked up a couple of special freelance projects, over the summer, and pooled my earnings towards the purchase of this Vintage TLR camera. {I have had one nestled at the top of my personal wishlist for pretty much ever.} i haven’t shot with her yet as film is impossible to acquire locally and I’ve been too consumed with doggy sadness to pursue it online. 
i did buy her online. About a month ago. My very overpriced, priority (2-3 day) shipping was a bit more like 23 day shipping. And the customer service i received would have been more respectful/thorough from a rock. 
BUT, no matter, she’s here…
Being that she is vintage AND that the seller is a less than honest individual- there is always that possibility that I was ripped off and this camera won’t work. 
At this point, suffice to say, I am trying to stay optimistic. 
I just wanted to show off my girl, and brag a little. 
I am done now. 
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