A lord of nature weeping to a tree. I flew off the boathouse roof with my most beautiful friend,. And sat in a wet closet. Studying her magazines, needing to pee,. Wearing a lime green bathing suit that my father bought. Hers was falling off, casually, and. She was given a locked drawer. Later, I would study pots and pans under the sink. While my parents raged at this first betrayal. It would be the same for years. Becomes a river in the mind.

Busy thoughts of an idle mind. Monday, December 28, 2009. I thought of many ways to look back at the last ten years and reflect. To a chronological analysis was on the cards. Then I decided to go back to the basics - the alphabet.

My life one journal enrty at a time. My name is Cara and I have always found writing more natural than any other form of communication. Here is my life dating back to the first time I set pen to paper in a journal fashion to now with absolutely no alterations. They get more interesting over time. The tiny pink one is from Mollie and the rest are from Isabel. The other day I showed Mollie my light up pen.

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May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be pleasing in thy sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. So that the servant of God.