And so we five at home got away, and played on the beach...
Of course, I felt guilty. I always feel guilty. But the break gave us all renewed strength.
posted by brittanicals at
4:52 PM
Sunday, July 12, 2009
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- Name: brittanicals
- Location: North of Seattle, Washington
I am an unlikely suburban housew..., um employed mother, who loves to shake up preconcieved notions with incongruent elements. In other words, I wear my peasant skirts with combat boots. Follow along as I blow up the white picket fence one post at a time.
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2 Comments:
My sweet and lovely Deanna....when my friend will we learn to let the guilt go?! you have no cluse how beautiful and gifted you are...but you should! I am better because of you.
Yes, the beach is no place to take guilt. Guilt doesn't like sand and salt water.
Hope you enjoyed every well-deserved moment. (And I LOVE your hair!)
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