By LilyLeung on June 01, 2014
A new day of a new month - June. The morning was overcast and cool. It was not inviting. I did not bounce out of bed with glee. I lingered in the warmth of my bed, hesitating like a shy bride, putting off the inevitable.
The inevitable came, of course. I had to face the music. I thought it best that I be a sport and do it with gusto. Life deserved to be treated with respect. I grabbed Sheba and headed out for an early morning trot.
Then there was the school yard full of golden dandelions. How beautiful they looked. I no longer thought of them as weeds. They were a hundred million miracles that I had blogged about. I am sure not everyone will agree with that!
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