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A Pocket Full of Clarity: With just one look...
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A Pocket Full of Clarity. There is only one page left. To write on. I will fill it. With words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will. The Time Traveler's Wife. Friday, December 31, 2010. With just one look. It is just one of those days where everything going on in your life hits you over the head like the anvil roadrunner would drop on coyote. I woke up to my mom beckoning me from downstairs. She was yelling, but because I was so tired I just turned over and fell back asleep. We arrived at A...
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A Pocket Full of Clarity: February 2009
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A Pocket Full of Clarity. There is only one page left. To write on. I will fill it. With words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will. The Time Traveler's Wife. Wednesday, February 25, 2009. For the love of the game. I am a woman. I am a college student. I am an athlete. I am a mutt. I am in love. I am a part of an amazing family. I am a Yankees fan. I am from New England. I am a psychology major. I am a volunteer. I am always in the mood for fun. I am in control of this. This is where I reign.
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love, michelle: engagement
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Saturday, November 6. Engagement is lovely. Fun, and difficult, and new. It's challenging. It hurts that Jon lives so far away. But I am so thankful. And happy. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.". I received the most adorable care package last week from my friend Laura. Inside the card read. May you never go hungry (thus the little cakes),. May your lives always have flavor (thus the salt),. May you always have shelter and a warm home (thus the candle),.
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A Pocket Full of Clarity: March 2011
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A Pocket Full of Clarity. There is only one page left. To write on. I will fill it. With words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will. The Time Traveler's Wife. Thursday, March 31, 2011. And nothing can mar our perfection. I want to make a life in this moment. I want to stake my claim on this time and place. My flag has penetrated the ground and I am not going anywhere. In the real world, you can’t stop time. You cannot live in one single moment. I feel like that is on repeat in my head.
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In somnis veritas: December 2010
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And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy of creativity is self-doubt.". Wednesday, December 29, 2010. I couldn’t count. Dear Julie Andrews,. Thank you for the memories. Thank you for helping me remember. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Pocket Full of Clarity. And nothing can mar our perfection. Advice for a girl who is traveling. Free from desire you realize the mystery. A story to be told. LOVING. my bed.
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love, michelle: it's a love story ♥
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Thursday, October 21. It's a love story ♥. He asked me to marry him, and I said yes! I feel like I'm the happiest, luckiest girl in this entire world. They say "when you know, you know", and although I never believed it before, I knew pretty soon that I was in love with Jon, and he loved me back. Naturally delighted, I said okay, and he told me I would need to stand up and close my eyes for him to give it to me. I did, of course, and when he told me to open my eyes, he was down on one knee in front o...
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love, michelle: January 2011
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Tuesday, January 4. Happy happy new year. Meet up for last-minute coffees with friends in Kingwood. Move into my house in Chester. Heating and hot water break the first weekend- almost die. Make friends with other Americans studying abroad. First daytrip to Manchester. Join the university Christian union, make English friends. Take a roadtrip to Wales with new friend. Realize class attendance isn't necessary. Learn to use double faucets. First daytrip to Liverpool. Find a church in Chester. Settle into m...
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love, michelle: random thoughts in late September
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Thursday, September 30. Random thoughts in late September. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.". When I think about my past three years and one month of college, the lessons that I have learned are of breadth and depth I would have never imagined at 18. And that the journey will continue. This made me cry. You are such a beautiful person.
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A Pocket Full of Clarity: November 2010
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A Pocket Full of Clarity. There is only one page left. To write on. I will fill it. With words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will. The Time Traveler's Wife. Monday, November 8, 2010. That's alright, I've got forever on the tip of my tongue. Field hockey is over. A 16 year long chapter in my life has come to a close. I ain't here to do anything half way. Don't give a damn what anyone might say. I just want to free fall for awhile". Wild at heart- Gloriana. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Free ...
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love, michelle: walk the walls
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Thursday, September 23. Given the chance, there's really not too much I'd change about the time I spent in England earlier this year. It was, snow and ice included, as near to perfect as 6 months could be. From the places I traveled, to the friends I made, to the various work I did, to the boy I was crazy enough to start dating, I wouldn't trade the stacks of pictures, pages of journal writing, and innumerable memories now holding down the bookshelves of my heart for the world. Yet as I sit here in Conwa...
