Well, my birthday has cordoned off another year. I had sweet, comfortable celebrations with those I love most from my Lookout Mountain community, and congratulatory conversations with family members over the phone.
And I decided, after an evening of music that called my heart out of my chest, that another year like last year simply would not do.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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