dreams
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To dream is to starve doubt, feed hope.
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, Sitting on a blanket in a field of sunflowers, typing on a retro style typewriter while eating sour dough bread with salted butter, brie cheese and fig preserve. An ever so delicate breeze would pick up a strand of my hair. A delightful shade of purple would dance against… Continue reading
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What are you, but my very own? I love you!
Long before I even had big teeth or school shoes, I knew and felt deep down in my heart that all I wanted was to one day be a real mommy, and a nurse (because my mommy had been a nurse before she got me, and I was so in love with the beautiful freckled… Continue reading
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@RIAD_Band @KevvieCartman #YNWA #LFC
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, In truth, sometimes I don’t know where my children end, and I begin. We all venture, but we never walk alone. My biological and born from my heart children are fiercely independent. (My step children were raised differently so I don’t know how they will still react to live.)… Continue reading
About Me
Mom to many, wife to SirNoid. Lover of water, walks in the shade and all things purple.
Nocturnal Wenchy 