I always wonder what inanimate object I would be. I'd love to be a tabletop in Paris, where food is art and life combined into one, where people gather and talk over me for hours. I want lovers to meet over me. I'd want to be covered in drops of candle wax and breadcrumbs and rings from the bottoms of wineglasses. I would never be lonely, and I would always serve a good purpose.

Nothing you wear is more noticeable than your smile. I love.... My husband, family, friends, pets, barbecued food, all the different seasons, black and white photography, New Music Tuesdays, art, great danes, alaskan malamutes, Calvin & Hobbes, daisies, tea, Starbucks, my ipod, blue jeans and t-shirts, getting real mail, sledding, the beach, singing while I drive, wolves, traveling, roller coasters, writing and exchanging letters, the smell of coffee in the morning, sleeping in on Sundays, beautful piano music, the golden hour of sunlight just after sunrise and just before sunset, and much much more.

I'm alive, for now.

I was taken into the woods, I live with the wolves now.