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The Starting Point

This is the starting point of my blog.   I originally had a poem posted here that I wrote, but I would really rather keep that poem private.   Even though it's a blog, I don't have to put myself or anyone I know on blast.   I've been known to be a little crazy.   I'll check that here.

Anyway, I realize that there are many blogs out there.   Why another?   It's not really that I have a lot
to say, but, actually, I really do at times.   The goal of my blog, just to have an idea, is to tell my thoughts.   I'd like to give a little word of the day on certain days.   I'll share little quips that I've learned and excellent tips that could be very useful.   You'll hear my take on life.   I'd be really open to having an "Ask, ask me anything" type of segment.   I've been known to have good advice.   Maybe my ex-husband may not agree.   He used to say, "It must be really great living in your world."

Well, guess what, IT IS!!!!  

Okay.   So that's the goal.   I hope it's fun for us all.


:)

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