There is a bowling alley in heaven. I’m sure of it. Today Sophea and I went bowling. She is a very good bowler. I’ve never beat her. Not even once. Not even had a higher score than her for one frame. It happened today. I was so excited. I started dancing, smiling and completely enjoying the moment of victory. 

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Then, I bowled the fifth frame and Sophea went back to her normal record of beating me. But for one frame, I was the winner. After bowling, we met up with some friends for lunch. We were there for over two hours. There is nothing better than eating lunch with friends.


I ran out of hair conditioner so dear Sophea came with me to Wal-mart. We wandered up and down the aisles telling jokes about the various merchandise. We found these huge marshmallows that are the size of your hand. Sophea learned that she can do yoga in red shoes. We were laughing pretty hard about the hair conditioner. After I got home, I realized we took the photo in front of the feminine products. That made me laugh even  harder.

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It was an amazing, joyful day. I know there is a bowling alley in Heaven, and there will also be a Sophea, Karen, Sara and all the other dear folks who bring me joy.

Little Girls

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When I was 11, I believed I could fly airplanes

Bake cakes, interview world leaders, write poetry

Wear lipstick and hiking boots for fun

Put boys in their place when they misbehave

I was Joan of Arc, Marie Cure and Mother Teresa

All rolled up into one awesome girl. Me.

Then I turned 12.

Oh, to reclaim 11.

How old were you?  I was 12. I was at my grandma’s house. Heather had come over to play. We were sister mermaids who had the magical ability to transform into humans. During the day, we had jobs as a doctor and a TV reporter. In the evening, we went on dates with our handsome boyfriends. After our dates, the mermaid sisters would swim in the ocean. The large grapefruit tree was the ocean and the ground was the human world. We had played mermaid sisters many times, but on that day we couldn’t get the game to work. We gave up and went inside. I remember standing at the glass sliding door that separated the outside yard from the inside house. I don’t know what Heather was thinking, but I was overcome by the moment.  I looked at the grapefruit tree and whispered. “It is only a tree now. What happened?”

The Truth about Creating


We sometimes need to create garbage

Before beauty is born

And that is why it is so hard for me to create

I want grandeur the first time.

I’m on day three of my new challenge. My challenge is to create something new every day. I’ve mostly been writing little poems, but there is a sci-fi story in me somewhere. I just have to dig long enough. At least, I hope it is sci-fi.  It is kind of hard, because Sally (a.k.a my inner critic) is on overdrive telling me that the my thoughts and words aren’t good enough.

I went to a Lindsey Stirling concert last night with the Accountant.  Here is a photo of us waiting for the fun to start.  Once the show started,  we were squished people screaming with lots of other fans.  Let me tell you the real story. I was yelling and jumping up and down. Nathan is much more of a philosopher when it comes to concerts. He stood there talking about how the music was too loud and analyzing the contrasts between music at home and music in groups.  I became friends with the woman squished next to me when we realized that we were both crying at the song Take Flight. Music has power.

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Music is awesome! New friends are awesome!