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My Wish for You

As this year fades to an end allowing the New to bloom and blossom, I wish to thank each and every one of you for your visits here. Most of all I’ve appreciated when you take time to leave me a note and times when you’ve touched my heart by sharing some intimate or meaningful moment from your life, present or past. Thank you.

Here now, is my wish for you:

Wishing you some magic this year

“May your coming year be filled with

magic and dreams and good madness.

I hope you read some fine books and

kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful,

and don’t forget to make some art –

write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can.

And I hope, somewhere in the next year,

you surprise yourself.” – Neil Gaiman

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DIANE J PATMORE - December 31, 2017 - 2:07 pm

Ahh… the wonderful Mr Gaiman.The perfect way to end a less-than-stellar year and with such a Gaimanesque wish.
May the good madness touch us all.
Happy New Year, Diane.

stephanie o young - January 1, 2018 - 6:02 am

lovely thought! hoping 2018 brings you everything you dream of!! (all the good….don’t know about you, but sometimes I dream about really crazy things!!! We can leave those things out!!!!)

Toffeeapple - January 1, 2018 - 11:03 am

A delightful wish Diane, thank you for sharing it. I hope that the New Year will bring all that you wish for.

Lisa Gordon - January 1, 2018 - 1:21 pm

How beautiful this is, Diane.
I wish you all the most wonderful things for the New Year, my friend.

Candace - January 1, 2018 - 6:28 pm

Can’t beat a wish like that! Happy 2018 to you, too, Diane.

Dianne - January 2, 2018 - 4:11 pm

And wishing you a happy new year. A surprising new year, filled with wonder!

Jennifer Connell - January 2, 2018 - 5:41 pm

Reading, writing and general creating come fairly easily to me. I always seem to be making something or other! Surprising myself is a greater challenge. I’d like to be surprised by what I discover about myself in 2018. I think it is still possible to unearth a deeper understanding of who I am even after all these years.
For instance, this fall I took a pottery class. I signed up thinking that doing anything creative ought to suit me, but I was wrong. I enjoyed the class, but my heart wasn’t entirely in it. I thought and thought about why this was and then it dawned on me. Clay isn’t colorful until the very end when the glazes are fired. Simply being creative wasn’t enough. Color is hugely important to me. The degree to which this is true caught me by completely by surprise.

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