Tuesday

Shaylin.

Is my [now 17 year old] sister.
It was her birthday last Thursday.
I probably didn't post in her honor because we were fighting about something and I was mad.
That happens sometimes.
We're 3 years apart.

We fight about cleaning. She just refuses to clean the bathroom on her week.
We fight about what things are called.
We fight about clothes.
We fight about who is right. [sometimes, it's mostly her.] [I may have said that just to be nice because it's her birthday.]
We fight about ..food.

But.

I love her.
She is beautiful. [I hope that she sees that.]
She is funny. [I know she feels that.]
She is brave. [I sense she believes that.]

They always say that someday, you'll be each others best friends. Well, we always have been.
I say, you can't truly be friends unless you can truly fight!

And besides, we always make up.

Happy Birthday Shay Shay.

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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