I should really show another side of my reasons for writing. I have so many thoughts that aren't about wanting to slam the palm of my hand to my forhead or wishing someone would do that to themselves. Even though I don't have words on my mantle saying I'm Sweet or Sympathetic, I really am.
For instance, I wrote in my journal last week:
It's official. I'm a weepy woman. I substittuted in Primary today and we sang If You Don't Walk as Most People Do.
My eyes glossed over and I had to start blinking frantically to keep the tears from coming down my face.
Oh thank goodness the next song was Do as I'm Doing with this
kid trying to put his whole fist in his mouth. It was a silly escape from
showing my over active emotions.
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A GREAT SLICE OF LIFE.
YOUR GRANDPA'S NICKNAME WAS HONEST JOHN, AND YOU ARE HONEST HANNAH.
GOMER
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