A house can be reclaimed, A SOUL CAN'T

I just found this in my sweet little blog idea notebook that Julie from Moment's of Perfect Clarity sent me. I had written this sometime this summer. I thought it profound to look back on. Although it is not in complete sentence form I am going to write it as it is scribbled in the book. I think the thought process flows enough. (I will try to recreate the pattern of writing with my spacing)
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What is wrong with me? Why am I scatterbrained, why am I only doing the bare minimum?

dust is collecting
laundry is staying in baskets

But along with this my thoughts are collecting I am starting [to] think again
making room for emotion instead

Like a caterpillar to a butterfly
it is taking all my energy to metamorphosize / to change.

I am having a hard time thinking and doing for others.

I don't want to lose myself
I don't want to be that bitter lady

at 40...

My family will hopefully appreciate this year that I have taken

for myself.

I am going to have to start naming the dust bunnies

A house can be reclaimed
A SOUL CAN'T

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This is what I wrote.
I barely remember writing it,
but,
I find it profound.

I did not expect :::: When I started blogging

What I didn't expect to happen

I did not expect to develop relationships with people

I did not expect to care about people I have never met

I did not expect to go through my day thinking on all of you

I did not expect this.

I did not expect to have you make me cry

I did not expect to empathize, sympathize, emphasize, and chastise (it rhymed!) with you all

I did not expect to have you become part of my life

I did not expect any of this.

I did not expect to laugh so hard

I did not expect to learn about your countries through your eyes

I did not expect to appreciate the beauty around me

I did not expect to blog in my head as I walk through my day

I did not expect these things.

I did not expect to reconnect with an old friend.

I did not expect you to become my friends.

I did not expect it, but I couldn't be happier.




Thanks for letting me "use" your pictures
I placed pictures randomly
Pictures link to each blog
I know I have left people/blogs out
But.....these are the blogs I read most regularly

Inspiration to Break the Fog

I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood. ~Bill Watterson

Although it is not winter anymore.
The days are still cold and gray, same as my mood yesterday and this morning.
Thank you for all of your lovely and kind comments.
As I responded to several of you....it won't last long, I will rebound, I always do.
I am
The fog is lifting
Quite like it does when the sunrise reaches the tops of the trees
and has it's go at the gray.
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There are two very noticeable things that served as the sunrise on my fog today

First:

When dandelions are beautiful

Second

This is from Stacey @
If you can't be good...be good at it

I love each and every "I am..." answer and picture I have received (especially all of you for making my crazy idea come true) I am trying to get them all up on the slideshow (that has a mind of it's own) as quickly as I can.... however (you saw that however coming didn't you?)

This particular "I am..." was the deciding factor in my mood turn around.

Background: If you read julochka's blog Moments of Perfect Clarity than you know she was featured in the online blog magazine Disco Underworld here and she talked about it in her now famous blog in a post called oh yay! So, I went online and voted for Julochka and her site to be featured in the year end edition (I think that is what I was voting for? I was in a funk yesterday!) Alright - I am getting away from the subject here! SO.... In doing so I emailed Stacey with my blog address - she found time to pop over to my little humble place in blogatopia and have a peek.

I inspired Stacey to start her very own personal blog, and she used my "I am..." challenge as the foundation for her first post. Wow, wow, double zowwee!

Now, here is the ironic thing:
I strive to inspire people
Yet I am surprised when I do!

I even wear this necklace most days:

Just the knowledge that someone who is already doing something so cool in the blog-world (DiscoUnderWorld site) for those skimming was inspired by me.... and on one of my more gray days.

Thank you Stacey we will all be watching you evolve your own personal blog.