Grief Journey | Hope | Humor | Inspiration | Magical Moments
The Magic of my Cookie Monster Handbag
“I’m Miss Marci and I teach Superheroes”, with a Cookie Monster handbag on my arm.
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Grief Journey | Hope | Humor | Inspiration | Kim | Magical Moments
Kim: Merchant of Marvels on the Ship of Dreams
She was the Merchant of Marvels on the Ship of Dreams, with a billowing rainbow sail in a warm starry sky and a velvet bag full of stars that she can throw out into the sky whenever she wants, and I’ll be looking up, my eyes open wide, my heart open wide, my arms open wide, ready to catch them.
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Divorce Diva | Grief Journey | Hope | Humor | Inspiration | Kim | Magical Moments
Martini Club
Everyone needs their own Martini Club
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Divorce Diva | Grief Journey | Hope | Humor | Inspiration | Magical Moments
Can a Pair of Purple Velvet Boots With Upturned Toes Turn Pain into Humor? I say YES! (It’s Worth a Try, Right?)
Can a Pair of Purple Vevlet Boots iwth Upturned Toes turn Pain into Humor? I say YES! (It’s Worth a Try, Right?)
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Divorce Diva | Grief Journey | Hope | Humor | Inspiration | Magical Moments
Thoughts on my Revenge Body
Marci’s Declarations for the Perfect Revenge Body: Toned arms are out! Bat wings are in! Cellulite is gorgeous! Jiggly and Wiggly! I love it!
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Look for the Rainbows
Rainbows and waterfalls nd poetry heal me, but the best part was spending time with the ones I love, creating memories that can never be taken away.
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Healing and Dealing with Grief and Trauma
I haven’t wanted to post because there’s just so much, so much deep tragedy and trauma in my life. I don’t want to write any of it down because I want to pretend none of it is true. But as a person who has chosen to always live in truth and joy and integrity, no matter what happens, I guess I should say it. Except I can’t. So for now, I’m not going to even write about my deep deep…
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Fairy Tale Gown
Once upon a time, in an english garden by the seashore, a golden-haired princess sat on a velvet tufted pouf in her closet and sighed. Alas, the ball was only four days away and she had nothing to wear. She longed for something stunning, original, and magical, and as she gazed upon the beads, feathers, and sparkles surrounding her, she sighed again. None of this would do. And so it was that she called upon the great wizard, her bestie…
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Speed into Magic
Who knew that a speeding ticket would forever change my life for the better? Who knew that I was speeding right into magic that night?
