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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Pandora's Box




Today, suddenly, as I was relaxing on my sofa, that "pandora" stood out. The box beside it, is a gift from my ex-sister-in-law given to me many years ago. The box contains the past. Obituaries; my childrens' awards, drawings, pictures; my brother's sunglasses; my father's wallet; all access cards; and hospital wrist bands from when my children were born. Memorabilia. Recalling the tale of "pandora's box", you don't know what's in it, until you open it up. Yet, in this case, I know exactly what's in it. A past carrying memories of much love.

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