It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

March 23rd

Born on March 23rd ...
Tucson, Arizona
A tiny baby girl with no hair .. later to be white blond fuzz on her head.

She was loved, cosseted, spoiled, protected and always made to feel special ... like one of a kind, no one else like her, perfect.
Her daddy died right before she was born.

She had aunts who were still in their teens.
They loved walking with her, pushing the pram, taking her with them in the car, which for some reason put that baby to sleep for her naps ..

She had a dog, a German Shepherd that her grandfather ( the Marine Drill Sgt) named Duke.
So that time when she toddled down to the street when no one was watching, Duke ran after her, grabbing her by the diaper and dragging her back to the house , to safety, to her mama.

She lived in Hawaii when she was small, her mother married a nice man in the Navy.
When he got out of the Navy, they bought a car and drove from San Diego to North Carolina.
Where the little girl grew up .. skinny, awkward and shy .. being teased because she "talked funny" ... but her cousin liked her. He taught her to climb Grandpa's apple trees and they would sit in those trees every summer afternoon, and talk and daydream and hide from the grownups.

When she was 10, her baby brother came along.
It was a time for joy. She had a baby to play with, no ? well sometimes .. he was the cutest best little boy. His father was overjoyed, he had a Son.

Her mama showed her how to bake cookies and learned to sew and made her dresses that were really pretty !
They bought her a collie and named her Lassie.
Lassie had 12 puppies.
One by one, the puppies were given away then there were none.
Lassie disappeared one day , the grownups looked and looked, called and called, Lassie was gone.

She grew up, hated school, hated when kids teased her about her accent, hated when they teased her about being skinny and generally made her miserable.

The minute she was out of school, she left town.

Hello San Francisco !
After a year, she went to Los Angeles and liked it and stayed.
She got a job with a movie management agency.
She had a good time.

On a trip to New York City, she met a man.
They went to Serendipity for tea. They talked and talked, the tea got cold, he asked her  out.
She went home to visit her mom.
She said, I met the man I will marry. Mama laughed.

The girl went back to NYC and there he was, waiting for her at the airport.
They married, had 2 children and never were apart.

He took her to London , Paris, South America .. all Birthday trips.

Tomorrow is my Birthday.

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