I have always been a sharer. Life has always tasted better to me when also offered to someone else. This is my effort to do so, to give you the very best I have to give. A love of words, of music, of rainfall and autumn leaves. I love big trees and ocean swells and heron silhouettes and rope swings. I love laughter, and dancing and absurdity and stars. These things are precious. And what is precious is best shared.
So while I think of it,
let me paint a thank-you on my palm
for this God, this laughter of the morning,
lest it go unspoken.
The Joy that isn't shared, I've heard,
dies young.
dies young.
~ Anne Sexton
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