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alice skips down personal narrative lane 1 Minute

There may come a time when I no longer feel compelled to mark this date.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Either way, this year is not that year. So here goes:

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Today is October 7, 2015.

I am here.

I am three.

And I am happy.

NSRW_Butterfly

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[Featured image: “Getting Older” by Julie Jablonski. Licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0.]

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18 thoughts on “3”

    1. Thank you! It’s been…not an easy journey, nor did it get started for reasons I would wish on my worst enemy. But the past is as is it — the present has come, finally, to a place that feels new, and strange…and miraculous.

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  6. For me the date is October 11, 1987. And I think this line is one of the truest and most haunting things I have ever read:

    I pray the caterpillar cannot look forward. I am not sure the dream of one day flying can adequately prepare its soul for the dissolution first required.

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    1. I was looking up some terminology related to butterflies for that post when I came across the research finding: that if a caterpillar eats from certain nasty-tasting plants, then the butterfly it turns into will avoid the plant as well. I still find the idea of one unified consciousness undergoing such metamorphosis to be, as you say, haunting.

      Know that I am celebrating with you, come October 11th. Every one of us who finds our way into staying is a warrior. And a poem. And deserving of great cake.

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  8. Mark the day as long as you want/need. To Happy LIFE…now go have a donut…I suggest jelly filled because it just seems like a jelly filled day to me, but seriously…do not wear white. White is a magnet for jelly 🙂

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