resolution

05/01/2013 10:44

Sur le blog the daybook

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resolution

And a very large picture of my face. Care to inspect my receding hairline? I feel myself changing. Questioning. Discovering. Coming into my own. But slowly. IT'S SO PAINFULLY SLOW. I hate the phrase "finding yourself". It's so grossly cliche and illusive. But as annoying as it is, that's the hand of cards this last year seemed to have dealt me. It felt as if it came all at once. As if the questions and the self-discovery and internal push and pull of my early twenties was finally catching up with my "older" roles as wife and mother. I felt out of order. And I felt uncomfortable. A lot of times I had no idea how to blog through it. I wished I could revert back to...

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