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  Join the challenge and write! Slice of Life Stories hosted by the Two Writing Teachers End of the challenge -- What to do now?!? Go back again and again -- look at all that you wrote. Go back again and again -- read in delight what you created. Go back again and again -- digest the comments and insights. Reflect and celebrate -- you WILL be amazed! For you are known as  a creator, a list maker, a slicer. For you are known as a wordsmith, a poet, a story teller. For you are known as a writer. And writers have this habit that only writers do -- Write.  Every.  Day. Even if it is just for you. Click on the buttons to return to the TWT blog.

Join the challenge and write! Slice of Life Stories hosted by the Two Writing Teachers Just another day, except it was my birthday and I had the week off (for spring break). Just another day, except my girls shared "Happy birthday Momma!" and two hand drawn cards with Grandma's help. Just another day, except my mom wrote a sweet tribute slice about me. Just another day, except I had time with my mom for the first-of-the-season mani-pedi treat. Just another day, except I took time to read, closed my eyes, and allowed myself a nap on the couch. Just another day, except my brother created a delicious birthday dinner with my family. Just another day, except I made a wish, blew out candles on a chocolate fudge cake. Just another day, except my dad and brother surprised me with my favorite hydrangeas. Just another day, except I received another thoughtful gift -- a book of slices - volume two! Just another day, except it was a day th

Today is kind of a special day . . . it's my birthday!  Really, it's just another day.  But how do I want to remember this year?  How can I capture it here?  I've thought about it and thought about it and scribbled ideas in my notebook. I could borrow Terje's 'before and now' format.  I could write a poem.  Or, what I've learned in 36 years like Deb wrote last year. Ah, I have an idea!  Birthday wishes!  Oh, wait.  I think I did something like this last year.  Oh well, I guess I liked the idea, so I'll try it again.  (I promise not to peek until this post is complete.) Here are 36 birthday already-came-true-wishes . . . in no particular order! 1. My two precious daughters 2. My lovey hubby 3. My supportive family - Mom, Dad, Bro Scott 4. Faith in God 5. Beautiful Grace 6. Abounding love 7. True happiness 8. Play! (My One little word) 9. Good Health 10. Words, words, words 11. Books, books, books 12. Naps 4 All 13. Sunny days 14. Highl

Join the challenge and write! Slice of Life Stories hosted by the Two Writing Teachers Thoughts questions wonderings chatting laughing are the usual. Yet, conversations with my mom this week have been, to say the least, different. We've been talking about y o u. Isn't she the sweetest? Wow - if her students don't just love her . . .  Isn't her family amazing? Can you believe . . .  I just can't imagine. Her words are so moving. What do you think she meant by . . .  What a surprise! Did you see . . . Oh, you have to read this! We talk as if we have all these old friends and their stories to share. Writing  has brought us even  closer and  more connected. Thank you for sharing your words your stories your laughs your tears your lives with us. Click on the buttons to return to the TWT blog.

Join the challenge and write! Slice of Life Stories hosted by the Two Writing Teachers Some of you may be surprised, or even shocked.  I've taken the girls there on many occasions, but selfishly for my own reasons.  It would be too much for me to do on my own.  And almost-two seems like a feasible age to go . . . and survive.  So, with a little help and assistance from Grandma, we made the trip yet again, but with all intentions of letting the girls explore. We braved the chill in the air and walked.  After arriving, we unwrapped them from their coats, hats and mittens.  Now free, they stood looking in wonder.  They turned around and their eyes widened in awe. Running to the shelf, they began to pick up everything in sight.  One, then another, and another transported to Grandma's lap.  A stack piled up.  She laughed at their enthusiasm. One climbed into a miniature chair next to Grandma to begin browsing.  The other still freely roamed the shelves not quite sure what she