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December 12, 2008

bucking up. . .

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who knows, delmar.

let's just pretend that everything is going to be okay.
let's just imagine all is going to work out.

remember when we freaked and stressed and cried
and felt so hopeless? remember how many days it
stole from our lives? remember how we were
certain the goodness would never come?

but it did.
and we made it through.
and we wasted so many heartbeats frozen in fear for no reason.

so knock it off.

we have one another.
and we have good friends.
and we have family.
we have a roof,
and we have warmth.
we have resources
and we have support.
and thats more than most.

so even if we have to fake it until we make it,
lets give it a shot. when we are 82 we are going to
roll our eyes and laugh this one off. i promise.

as my friend moe always said when i needed to snap out of it,
"slap a little lipstick on and you'll be fine"...

no more wasted heartbeats for today.
carry on

Posted by jen on December 12, 2008 10:51 AM

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