A. Love well. Serve well. Share well.
A. I am the worst correspondent on earth, and communicate only with friends who live in my city. Mainly, with those who live in a five-block radius.
A. Margaret Atwood. She single-handedly changed the face of a nation's literature. And have you ever heard her speak? Everything that comes out of her mouth is brilliant. Wait... I changed my mind. I think I hate her. She's really skewing the bell curve for the rest of us.
A. "But." BUT, it's not my fault. I'd like to be more unilateral, BUT there are a lot of variables in life.
A. I'm not highly noticeable. There's a dad at my daughter's school... I've seen him several mornings a week now for four years, and he got my name wrong last week. He thought I was Leanne. Thanked me for the flowers...
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