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B is for Grateful

copy reads: "my minds stores things and replays them when i'm not looking." - ©tracy j hutchings, 2008

i was telling my dear friend that i was turning 30 next yr.
i've had it in the back of my mind that i was still 27.
so i say to my friends [or anyone who asks] that i'm 27 but i'm 29 this year [dec.30th] thus, next year...
i'll be 30 years old.

sometimes i feel like my life is a shitcake.
patted, pricked and marked with T... for baby and me.
but it's not.
this life of mine DOES have its moments but it's all good.
it took said dear friend to snap me back to that reality when he said "i think you just gave me hope for life at 30."
i thought... i really should be grateful.
life is good.
God is great.
and even if i have to tote water and such at some dark hours in the morning, i am grateful for my life...
i should think.

but what if i don't want to be "grateful" anymore?

iChuckle.

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  1. KaiyahFebruary 19, 2010 at 2:59 PM

    lovely as always trace i think you just gave me hope for 20 :)

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  2. KaiyahFebruary 19, 2010 at 3:01 PM

    lovely as always trace i think you just gave me hope for 20 :)

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  3. tracy jFebruary 22, 2010 at 4:13 AM

    thx dudette. much thx

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