December 1, 2011 (from DuBois PA)
Dear Rain,
Please go away. It's the first of December. How can I think Christmas, without the white stuff you could so easily become?
Dear Santa,
Christmas seems to arrive a month earlier each year. Do you have your elves working earlier, too?
Dear Freshly-laundered Bed,
I will dream of you all day long.
Dear Newly Clean Duplex,
Never let yourself go. You are so worth it and I love you.
Dear Hair,
Let's find a conditioner and shampoo that work well together and stick with it.
Dear Squirrel,
I didn't mean to laugh when you fell off the pole yesterday, but I couldn't help myself. Hey, aren't you supposed to be hibernating anyway?
Dear Robert,
I adore you. Please never change. Your kisses make my whole world go round.
Dear Florida,
Please hold a sunny spot for Robert and me. We hope our move will be sometime next year.
Dear Bank Account,
Grow, fool, grow!
Dear Universe,
Please help my books sell and send people to my website. It's awful, feeling invisible ... and I hate poor.
Dear Family,
I love you all and wish we lived closer. I have a mountain of hugs to share.
With All My Love,
Me, CJ
"A writer soon learns that easy to read is hard to write." ~CJ Heck
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| Rain, rain go away ... |
Please go away. It's the first of December. How can I think Christmas, without the white stuff you could so easily become?
Dear Santa,
Christmas seems to arrive a month earlier each year. Do you have your elves working earlier, too?
Dear Freshly-laundered Bed,
I will dream of you all day long.
Dear Newly Clean Duplex,
Never let yourself go. You are so worth it and I love you.
Dear Hair,
Let's find a conditioner and shampoo that work well together and stick with it.
Dear Squirrel,
I didn't mean to laugh when you fell off the pole yesterday, but I couldn't help myself. Hey, aren't you supposed to be hibernating anyway?
Dear Robert,
I adore you. Please never change. Your kisses make my whole world go round.
Dear Florida,
Please hold a sunny spot for Robert and me. We hope our move will be sometime next year.
Dear Bank Account,
Grow, fool, grow!
Dear Universe,
Please help my books sell and send people to my website. It's awful, feeling invisible ... and I hate poor.
Dear Family,
I love you all and wish we lived closer. I have a mountain of hugs to share.
With All My Love,
Me, CJ
"A writer soon learns that easy to read is hard to write." ~CJ Heck
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