The happiest of the happiest of the happy things that happily happened to me this year.

I found my voice through writing again. I can share so much of what I need and want to here. I can share things I might now share anywhere else. Prose is a daily draw for me. I want to see what's new, and what amazing writing I can experience on a short break from teaching. Never in my life have I sat down and simply poured myself onto a page without self criticism and constant editing like I do that on Prose. My confidence is resurfacing. This is where the ideas flow and I create work that I am proud of. Don't believe for a minute I don't go back and tweek them all, but at least I feel safe to share them. I didn't join this year, but this year I became comfortable with my ability to create things others like to read and comment on. Thank you all for the support and encouragement.

"Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each others eyes for an instant?" Thoreau