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Fabulously Fulfilled at Forty-Six: Have a Day you Dreamed of!

I’m grateful and humbled by all the warm birthday wishes I received today.  Aside from deeper laugh lines, wilder gray hairs, and more time spent in sneakers than high heels, I’m thankful for the following which keeps me recharged, tuned in, and willing to praise each new day: love, knowledge, grace, forgiveness, health, energy, ambition, and laughter

IMG_6172The biggest things I strive for in these middle years is to keep moving, focusing, connecting, dreaming, playing, and praying.  In a hurried world, it’s easy for me to neglect these birthday wishes for myself, but I thank God for another year and day to give it a go. Green light!

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I hope to do my best to carefully sow and grasp the nature of the moment and fully glow and grow in it.  I try to embrace challenges and stages of change in myself and others.  The discarded calendar pages and infinitely made-over clock face prove change is the only permanent constant we have besides death.  With each fleeting breath, my greatest wish is to transform and discover a softer wingspan one to help me and my soul glide along more presently, pleasantly, and peacefully.  May each tomorrow grant a metamorphosis that floats all of us further than where we are today.image

Born on date: 9/23/72 — Still having fun like a kid on the Fourth of July!

Shine on!!! Have a day you dreamed of!

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Posted in Inspiration, Spirtuality, Sunshine and Happiness

God: Can you empty a devil from my backpack?

emo angerGod, do I ever need you! I pray that you guard my tongue, cleanse my soul, and kill my pride. I seek silence, peace, and humility at a time where I’m getting worn down by my personal devil, the one that gets so alluring and cozy that he hitches a ride and bullies me to carry him around like a brand new backpack. He’s awfully heavy because he latches on to my strengths and makes them weaker, yet I adjust the straps and make it more comfortable, so he lingers because I get better at hanging out with him.

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Posted in Family, Parenting, Spirtuality

Memory Eternal

Today marks the twelfth anniversary of my beloved father’s death.  This blog is a chapter of my memoir, The Reckoning of the Black Butterfly.  May the memory of Frank. T. Snyder be eternal.

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My favorite picture of my father taken on Easter Sunday, 2006, the last time I saw him.

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