It was probably 6th grade when I figured out what a peace sign was and let me tell you...I loved it. I drew them on my jean jacket and my converse high tops, I had had dangly peace sign earrings, and I collected anything I could that had the symbol on it (and of course I criticized any "poser" who drew a mercedes insignia instead of the real deal.) I still love peace signs probably to remind myself that it is out there if I want peace-- its out there.I am grateful:
1) moments of peace.
2) that Susan is at home with her boys right now-- I love being able to talk to her 30 times a day.
3) the triple stitch-- I love writing with my machine.
4) tea.
5) learning new things.
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