She stared out onto the yard longingly with grand nostalgia. There was a time when she was innocent, loved the beauty of dolphins, and believed that finding Mr. Right was what mattered. But she had gone through four different fiancées and a divorce.
Here she stood making breakfast for the kids wondering whether she could still get her degree and become a totally new person. She wanted her innocence back but she knew that was long gone. Now, she had to focus on the path forward. She knew she could become her- the person of her dreams.
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The people we become are there somewhere inside, for me it’s not so much becoming but letting that person out.
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Yes, totally agree! Hope things are well
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When All Steps Words
And Images Become
Water River Flowing
Ocean Whole
Waves
Fruition
Dream Play
Beyond Think
Or Know Just
Do Air BREaTHE NoW
Easier Said Than Done
More Complexly
Stimulating
Effortless
‘Tween
Boredom
And Fear
Sweet
Fruition
Dream Always
Coming True
In Play ‘Seeing’ Now🌊
In Other Words Don’t
Wait to Be Dream
Do Dream
Now🎶🌊
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Yes, be the dream!
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Still Weaving😁
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I certainly hope I can one day become the person of my dreams, as well. 🙂
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Hear hear! Hope all is well
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She know she can, and she will.
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Indeed 🙂
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