Birthday Card

Yesterday I came home from school, threw my backpack aside, and found a birthday card on my desk. It was from my sister; she’d forgotten to give it to me with her gift. There was no stamp on the back of the envelope. I read the card, closed it, and believed she really was here, with me, with us.

Elle

The first thing I think about when I wake up is coffee. I love the smell, but I mostly love the comfort it provides. It makes me forget what is happening in the outside world. It makes me feel okay. It reminds me that I am alive and that I have a lot to be thankful for.

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  2. Nimue
    December 25, 2005 at 9:09 pm

    Hi there,
    I absolutely love your blog! Keep it up! Well, about living in NY! Have 2 sheets of paper, one of them with a + sign, one of them with a -. Draw a list and after you weighed all the positive and negative points you’ll know what to do! This worked for me in a similar situation and I have never regretted my choice ever since! All the best!

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