I emerged from the boardroom momentarily to get a cup of tea yesterday. We've been in sales conference since Sunday. Sitting, listening, laughing, joking, learning, and being overwhelmed by the sheer size of the jobs ahead of us for the next year.
When I came into my cube the hawk was soaring so close to my window that I saw the whole spread of his wings. It's as if he knew I'd been looking out for him ever since his impressive dive last week. He flew by at the one moment I had in my day to actually see him simply to remind me there's a whole world moving at a pace entirely different then the click of a PowerPoint presentation.
Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
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How lovely!
Lucky you :)
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