I remember the misery of being a not-so-good student and trying to write a book report on it in middle school.
Snapping a quick picture of the cover, I sent it to my sister with the comment, "Oh dear."
Thank goodness she helped me put my thoughts into words for that assignment. It's a shared memory that we can laugh at now.
Sorta.
Writing was never my strong suit.
I still don't consider myself a writer.
But give me the floor and I'll tell you a story.
A dear friend texted me today to say, "Happy National Etch A Sketch Day!"
Hearing about this special day, I felt compelled to write to thank you all, my friends and family, who support me as I tell my stories through, "Musings, Morals & Bees."
Your comments have made me feel like a writer and a professional Etch A Sketcher.
But mostly, I've felt the love from friends old and new and near and far.
It's an incredible feeling.
I feel a bit like George Bailey in, "It's a Wonderful Life," really.
I'm the richest gal in town!
Happy National Etch A Sketch Day!
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