What Makes Me Cry

Don’t know why. Doesn’t matter. Just taking the tears, the typography, and the tenderness as they come.

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Susan Borg February 3, 2013 at 7:36 pm

Thank you, Dear Jazzy! Maurice Sendak’s words were exactly what I needed to hear today, as I struggle with simplifying my life and accepting that I’m not an innovator any more. rather, this is my time to enjoy the blessing of getting old and simply living my life.

Bless you!
Susan

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Jasmine February 4, 2013 at 8:45 am

You’re Welcome Susan.

I always thought loving life was your innovation! Every day I’m fed by the doors you opened for me into loving the sounding vibrating life of life.

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