I'm Back Again...Thanks, Holly

After a year off from this blog, I have decided to come back. Life was slow and I was in a fog since losing sister Martha on my birthday in 2008, but now I am starting to want to live again.

Thanks to Holly on Decor 8 for inspiring me tonight to reopen this blog.

http://www.decor8blog.com/

She has been a lifesaver to me at times when I felt disconnected from the beauty in this world.

Will be posting from time to time again....

Hope you will check back in with me.

Love, Marilyn

Comments

Blogging Masterclass said…

This is both touching
and sweet. Thank you dear
Marilyn and welcome back.

3:01 AM

Jude said…

Is that cute little ballerina my Mare??

6:36 PM

Mackenzie said…

xoxoxo

12:57 PM

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