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What.cha.ma.call.it seemed like the perfect word to sum up my thoughts toward launching my very first blog. According to the Oxford Dictionary, the fifteen letter word can be used to refer to a thing whose name one does not know. The word was something like a blessing as it relieved me of my blog naming stress and blog name generator quest. I happily settled with it because I believe the definition of the word can be used to describe creative works and the way in which they may be “unrecalled”, “unknown”, or “unexposed”. It came as a bit of a shock to me to find out that “whatchamacallit” was not just a colloquial word used in our everyday conversations but a legit dictionary term.

I am a person with many thoughts, perhaps even too many thoughts sometimes. This blog can hopefully be a platform for me to span my wings of creativity and fly. Poems, pictures, inspirational quotes, personal philosophies only begin to describe the diverse material I will post in my blog. There will be a ton of “whatchamacallit moments” so don’t say I didn’t warn you! Enjoy to your own discretion.


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Sunday, September 29, 2013

She was dead.

She was dead. Dead in her emotions. Emotions to express her inner character. Character that is so much more than the face she is putting on. On her better days she manages to force a smile. Smile is a mask to show others that she is okay. Okay after the loss of her husband. Husband and father to three daughters. Daughters try to comfort their mother. Mother tries to be happy and move forward. Forward in life. Life is incredibly fragile. Fragile to a point it's unpredictable. Unpredictable is she.
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