I've been doing so much decluttering, finding things that I had forgotten I even had. Old pictures. Strange mementos from the past, such as my parents 1961 tax return. We've had a really good time going through things and posting them as we can.
And then tonight Becca found a commercial from the olympics in 1998, a poem that I just loved. We learned it in sign language, and I printed it out in calligraphy for my wall, but I never knew who wrote it.
This poem has become sort of a mantra of mine over the years. "I say you do have wings. The question is, where are you hiding them"
Wings. I love wings. When I finally get to move, I think I will do one whole wall in over lapping wings. Just for me. I'm not hiding them.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWKGMYsl7sc&feature=share
