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Tara Lemieux
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Number one impediment to working out; a sleeping pup will stop at nothing...

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Nudnick after the blizzard...praying we might get a little snow here soon.

Big kudos to Tires Plus in Gambrills, MD - Manager Greg comped a brand new tire for the car today "just because".

Grateful to be surrounded by such beautiful human souls ❤️

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"It was a spring afternoon in West Florida. Janie had spent most of the day under a blossoming pear tree in the back-yard. She had been spending every minute that she could steal from her chores under that tree for the last three days. That was to say, even since the first tiny bloom had opened. It had called her to come and gaze on a mystery. From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom. It stirred her tremendously. How? Why? It was like a flute song forgotten in another existence and remembered again. What? How? Why? This singing she heard that had nothing to do with her ears. The rose of the world was breathing out smell. It followed her through all her waking moments and caressed her in her sleep. It connected itself with other vaguely felt matters that had struck her outside observation and buried themselves in her flesh. Now they emerged and quested about her consciousness.

She was stretched out on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to her. She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight. So this was a marriage! She had been summoned to behold a revelation. Then Janie felt a pain remorseless sweet that left her limp and languid."

Zora Neale Hurston (from "Their Eyes Were Watching God")

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

© Max Ehrmann 1927

Grateful for all the birthday wishes today...thank you ❤️

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Fave ❤️

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Best pup in the whole wide world...

On days when my heart is being kind of funky, he curls up super close. I think pups know when their humans need them.

I've been struggling a bit coming off meds. They've been a Godsend as they've lent a little normalcy back to my world, however - coming off of them in advance of this procedure feels like hitting a solid brick wall at 90 mph.

Everything hurts; like big tears kinda hurt.

And, I HATE that - because, I feel like in this process I'm letting others down.

I had a friend corner me tonight (read: lovingly squawk). I tend to hold things very close to heart; meaning - when the bigger life stuff happens, I don't want to burden. But, he called me out - as good friends often do.

I wasn't afraid of burdening others, I was afraid of feeling vulnerable.

It's hard for me to ask for help; even harder knowing when you actually need it.

Anyway ~ long story short, thank y'all for understand ❤️

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