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dear friend

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well, i’ve thought a lot about the porch.

tried to cut it out of my life, but i couldn’t …

… so, here i am, on a clean page, unable to let it go, running back into its embrace.

i miss it too much.

i miss you too much, friend.

i simply need the porch. i need its creativity, its outlet, its discipline, its inspiration, its connection to the outside world, its friendship with you, dear friend.

it’s just the way it is.

to me, it is very real.

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thing is, there is not much i can say about my journey that feels positive right now. or so i thought. if you’ve stopped by here before, you know that my mom was diagnosed a month ago with inoperable brain cancer. yesterday my dad was diagnosed with liver cancer.

can you believe that?

even a soap opera does not have that much drama!

how do you share such challenges here on the porch, out in the world wide web? & if you choose not to share them, what else do you say when there is a wildness in your eye?

sometimes i get a little shy. sometimes i fall into darkness. sometimes i just want to hide my nose a bit.

but in true pippa style, of course i go *all* out.

all or nothing!

now i learn that all or nothing doesn’t work well in this life.

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so, let’s see if we’ve learned a little along this journey, tempering the ‘all or nothing’ approach with some acceptance & some tenderness.

that sounds like a good step forward.

there is so much that *is* positive & hopeful & beautiful.

i want to be open to it.

i want to share it.

no matter what.

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& so, here i am back again.

doing things a little more freely this time, forcing fewer restrictions on myself, worrying less about appearance & syntax & posting regularity.

simply living.

being fully & beautifully pippa.

thanks for staying here, beautiful porch, thanks for welcoming me back.

thank you to everyone of you, friends, who asked me return to this haven.

you touch me & strengthen me.

love always,

pippa

the best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you’ve had. ~ author unknown