surviving the refining of fire to emerge as i was always meant to be.

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NE side of life, out in the country,, where the 4 seasons bring me to my knees, United States
standing still: to know God. to know the truth of my worth. to acknowledge self and others as unique and significant. to find and fulfill my purpose. to be ok with just being myself.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

what is the question you would ask me?


hello all,


been in and out keeping up with other's blogs but not feeling like coming up with a topic.... so i thought i would ask you to ask me a question that would make a good blog entry.... ok? making me laugh is a plus, btw!! i love to laugh. i live to laugh. laughter sees me thru anything.... if i can survive to my next laugh, then i keep on going looking for the next one after that... you get the gist. i love to laugh :OD


adding a picture of the winter wonderland in which i live.


and here's a question for your post if you wish to take it, fair is fair.... i'll answer this one, too.


in which way does your character show in your living space... i.e. the place where you are most comfy being you?


my room.... my 'playroom' reflects me in many ways... the chaos in which all the things are placed upon and below the craft table and the emptiness of the storage space is so like me; i feel like i have everything in my head pulled out of hiding but nothing much is put away in any storage areas...makes for scattered thoughts and a tough bit of effort to cope thru it all.... thus i go to classes to help me focus on sorting it all out so i can be productive again.


the walls are carefully 'scrap booked' to display pictures and sayings and letters and notes and coral colored things all that show my heart. my miniature boxes are collecting tiny things in tiny spaces... both of which i wish i could still do... that is i would like to be tiny again and crawl down into a small place, at times, and hide.


my pc is here... how i connect with people from all around the world... those i am friends with that i have never seen face to face... and information is only a typed word and a google away.


my space, where no one can tell me how to change it or keep it... the only space i have in my life that is like that!


BTW thanks for your replies to my last post... i really needed that validation and was happy to see that asking for it made what i needed to come about.... thanks to my friends.


ttys,

coral

3 comments:

  1. What makes your heart sing, and what makes it sad?

    I know it's two parts, but you didn't say I couldn't cheat!
    xx

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  2. What is your happiest childhood memory...?

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  3. What is the story behind a time when you laughed until your ribs hurt? (my sister and I used to call it "doing our abs"!)

    Fabulous photo, btw!!

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