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If you follow this blog, which would be damn near a miracle in and of itself, you are aware that I have begun to print large documents at my day job. Let me say, it is not nearly as bad as I thought it would be as all the peeps I work with are totally stepping up to the plate and taking responsibility for their own stuff, but it’s still not the best thing in the world. I’ve already got some paper cuts and looking down at the microscopic serrations of my skin I had a thought.

Most of my ‘problems’ are paper cuts.

Annoying, sometimes painful, little things that inhibit my day-to-day routine for a week or so and then heal up. Isn’t it funny how those little cuts are all we can think about when they first happen, be it the pain when they come in contact with water when we wash our hair or the funny feeling when we type, but after a while, we forget where they even were. I look around me and see people with downright gashes in their skin, and they don’t whine as much as I do, or complain as much as I do. Shame on me, right. Yeah, shame on me. Like my granny always said, “Well, you can just scratch your tail and get glad.” (I don’t know, I grew up on a dirt road people.)

Things could always be worse. I still have my little sticky that says blessed in my line of sight. I also have 3 things that say believe (4 if you count my wrist) so when I start to get down about my little paper cuts I always have something reminding me to stop feeling sorry for myself. Look around. Are you dealing with paper cuts or gashes? Either way, you’ll find the strength. We always do.

Where It Began

by Ann Redisch Stampler

Book Review

So, this isn’t a review site. Duh. But it is my site to discuss things that are important to me and this book is going to fall into that category. It was one of those books that when you finish you look the author up because you want to see the face of the person who wrote such beautiful words. Her name is Ann, just FYI. I wish I knew her. I wish I could call her on the phone and just talk to her. The way she writes makes me feel like I’m laid out on a hammock at my granny and papa’s, swinging back and forth in a cool breeze. Whatever the character is feeling, Ann has a way of pulling us right along with them and not necessarily by the words they say but how they say them and when. Love her writing.

The book itself chronicles the recovery of a teen named Gabby who has been in a horrific car accident. She lives in LA and while she herself has money, goes to school with kids who have way more than she does and gets caught up with the ‘in crowd’ when her mom decides it’s time for a makeover. The story itself isn’t earth shattering. It’s good, I like the point behind it and the characters but what blew me away was the writing. I mean, what else would you expect from a woman who says something like: “That folk tales last forever because they’re so good, and that with great simplicity and wisdom, the best ones map the human heart.” on her Amazon page? Genius, I tell you. The woman is a genius.

Go read the book.

That is all.