Mary Jane's Shoes

Mary Jane's Shoes

Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.

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Happy Place

May 27, 2014 , , , ,

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I miss so many. Why can’t all the people I love, for whom I care, and want to keep near actually be in close proximity to me? This wish is selfish and not practical I am aware; I still wish it to be true.

My mind vacations in an exceptional place, one where all I love are together. It might be we are on a beach, in an art museum, or in a worn, well loved home with wild English garden vines and flowers covering much of its stone. Music and laughter are continuous and omnipresent. Not one person thinks of a time for the gathering to end. There is no thought of goodbyes.

I wish goodbyes to be none existent. I wish laughing to be a language in and if itself.

When I close my eyes for the last time, I wish to be mid-laugh.

Until that day, some time will be spent in my mind’s vacation place, visiting the language of laughter.

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Nice reflection with Memorial Day.

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May 27, 2014

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