Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Ann who was born with a very unusual heart. While her life was sometimes scary, she met many wonderful people who helped her grow up to appreciate the richness and beauty of every moment.
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Once upon a time, Ann searched and found this on YouTube.
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Thanks to all who have helped me once upon a time and now, including YOU!
I’m glad you’re spreading your heartfelt good vice at the conference, Ann.
vibe. Yikes.
I’m glad you’re spreading your heart here and elsewhere, Mark.
This was the opening sentence of one of my favorite stories (I called all of my short stories fairy tales): “Once upon a time, a wicked crack dealer lived in a dingy motel room on a bad stretch of road in the lower part of town.”
Amazing opening.
Do I see cherry trees starting to blossom? It seems early for that.
You are very observant, Debbie.
princess bride!
Love that!
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glad to be able to read you ann! I love your posts!
I love your comments, Carol Anne!
once upon a time I met Ann, whose heart is two kinds of special, and she helps me to see surprises and beauty everywhere!
Thrilled to see you this week (and to be in blog 😊
Thrilled to see you, too! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕