Two girls I know are writers. Both of them are fantastic writers that weave beautiful tapestries and paint beautiful photos with their words. I love love love reading their stories, anecdotes, etc. I had the sudden urge one day to write. I have been meaning to write down my history, for my baby son, and for any other children that God may give me. I want them to know who I am, and who I was, and what I was thinking. So this is a reawakening. I used to write stories and poems and the like, and I'd like to continue. So I am. :-)
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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