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path is mostly over. It's been a long path. I was lucky, I survived,
even thrived all the way through to stealth mode. Not everyone
does. I almost didn't, many times. Looking back there were so
many times all I needed was a clue. Fortunately, I either found
the clue I needed or stumbled through blindly on sheer brass
and good luck. Sometimes things seemed so hopeless I could find
no reason at all to carry on. Sometimes there was such pain
I welcomed relief at any cost. Sometimes I found hope. Eventually
the pain was relieved. Somehow I made it through.
As
I look back along the path I've taken I sometimes get the
urge to write a bit. How I felt, what I did, what worked,
what didn't. At other times I find myself in some strange
mood, a character in my own anecdote, and I feel the need
to capture the moment, the thought.
I
asked Laura for a spot to publish my little snippets, essays
on the bits of my life that make me: me, and she graciously
granted my request. So from time to time I expect to jot down
a thought and post it here. They are just my thoughts, of
no great moment or significance. I offer them freely to take
as you will, or not, as you see fit.
Allison
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