Pathologically Hopeful: Slipping Through My Fingers

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Slipping Through My Fingers

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers

Slipping Through My Fingers
ABBA

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About Me

I was born in 1948 so you might say I'm younger in spirit than I am in body. I am the mother of 3 sons and 8 grandchildren - all of whom are my reason to be.

I've been called enough versions of Pollyanna (oh-you-Pollyanna-you, f**king Pollyanna, GD Pollyanna... and the list goes on) that, in spite of good sense, common sense, life circumstances, and that old buzzkill, "reality", I tend to gravitate toward possibilities and hope. Sometimes it takes me a while to get there, but it's where I tend to go, which is why this version of my life is appropriately named... Pathologically Hopeful.

P.S. I was diagnosed with lupus in 2002, so you will undoubtedly see references to that, but I'm working on a spontaneous remission. I'll be sure to post that when I achieve it.

Welcome to my life!

Pathologically Hopeful

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Slipping Through My Fingers

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