A Step Into the Sandbox

“Getting to know me.  Getting to know all about me.”  Sounds like a line from a very old song.  Oh, hang on a minute, that’s not right.  The correct words are: “Getting to know YOU!  Getting to know all about YOU!  Getting to like you.  Getting to hope you like me.”  Aka – that wonderful song from Rodgers and Hammerstein’s, The King and I.

I’ll let you do the singing because this post is all about you getting to know me, allowing you to understand a little more about the crazy lady who owns this bog and, perhaps along the way, I might even learn a thing or two about myself.
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A Snapshot of Thirty Years

October 18, 1986
We had the best day.  The sun was shining, our plans well laid and, surrounded by family and friends, we promised to love each other through thick and thin, through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, till death do us part.

Our little girl was our flower girl and she was so cute.  In the years that followed, every time we drove past that quaint little church, she would say loud and proud: “That’s where we got married Mummy and Daddy.”

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The Light

Revile the thought, of your heart being caught,
Every which way, while your head is so fraught.

Silly words offered, their meaning all altered,
Painful thoughts held, many hurts now long suffered.
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