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A dream come true

Have you ever had a dream come true?  You feel so excited inside don't you?.  Well one has come true for me at the expense and time of three wonderful people. 

You see I have discovered that I love to write.  I can pour out my heart that way.  Some of them I love to share.  Because of this I have always wanted a blog.  On this I can write all I want and you can read them or don't have to.  I only write from the heart so if my heart is still my pen will be also.  I will try and make sure that all my facebook friends know when one is posted so you can read it if you desire. 

Now the three thank yous to my special people for making this possible.  First goes to my husband.  He bought me this wonderful lap top witch will become my best friend.  Then a huge thank-you to my daughter Melissa who was so willing to take all the information and make up this beautiful blog for me.  Last but not least is my other daughter Carolyn who lives just down the road from us.   I grabbed my lap top and the car keys and over to her house I went.  " please put me through school" She did a very great job quietly guiding me through it all.  I am sure I will be at her doorstep more than once.

So here dear friends a big welcome to "The dusty roads to the heart"  I look forward to sharing life on the north 40 with you. 

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  1. KelleyJune 23, 2014 at 9:27 PM

    Can't wait to read more! thanks for sharing!
    Kelley

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