It's hard to believe, but I've written 300 blog posts.
I've mused, I've contemplated, I've whined, I've boasted, I've grieved, I've vented, I've waxed eloquent and inane, I've demonstrated depth and great shallowness, and I've, in spite of my random approach, found a voice that feels right, lovely, mine.
300.
More than some, less than others, but right now? Feeling just right for Desert Magnolia.
Thank you for being there. You're why I share.
Hugs,
Stevie
I've mused, I've contemplated, I've whined, I've boasted, I've grieved, I've vented, I've waxed eloquent and inane, I've demonstrated depth and great shallowness, and I've, in spite of my random approach, found a voice that feels right, lovely, mine.
300.
More than some, less than others, but right now? Feeling just right for Desert Magnolia.
Thank you for being there. You're why I share.
Hugs,
Stevie
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