From The Bottom of My Basket

It was Maezen who first welcomed me to the odd world of online journaling. The first bloggy person I 'met.' 

It was Maezen who showed me that things take time. 

It was Maezen who assured me reading and writing were two sides of the same thing. 

It was Maezen who reminded me to reach out when I felt abandoned and alone. 

It was Maezen who said to me change, in any direction, was good. 

It was Maezen who agreed with me that:We always know what is less. When we try to convince ourselves that more is less, then we make a mess. 

It was Maezen who told me I was brilliant. 

It was Maezen who introduced me to Elissa, who told me I have something to offer the world that no one else can.

It was Maezen who saw in me the superabundance I already had but thought I needed to find. 

It was Maezen who challenged me that it was just best not to think.

It was Maezen who encouraged me to take  the Plunge.

But it was me, who finally put away the laundry. 

I thank her for walking beside me down the crooked path to motherhood. I will gladly follow her to the bottom of the laundry basket. And suggest if you have any dirty laundry, that you do the same. 

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