Really bad day. Started out good, turned ugly.
Until tomorrow.
An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
Hang in there, friend. Holidays are beautiful, but they can be gut-wrenchingly difficult, too. Trying to moderate my expectations over here. xoxo
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Nan
Kim and Nan, merci.
ReplyDeleteLate to the party, but blowing a kiss your way, Alice!
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