Vacation Closure New York City

I didn't finish the post and have since lost a lot of the detailed memories of the trip. But hey at least I see a sketch of what I remember.

I meant to blog a lot earlier about my wonderful trip to NYC but I couldn't find the words. There were so many different elements to my trip. Finally, I had to break it up into sections.

Love, Loss, and What I Wore
Love, Loss, and What I Wore is an Off Broadway Show I saw in NYC at the Westside Theatre.on May of 2010. A great show takes you on a wonderful journey, an unforgettable one takes you on a journey and brings your own truths again and again.

http://www.lovelossonstage.com/

Empire States Building

Double Decker Bus

Central Park

Brooklyn

Sex N City Tour / Sex N City Movie

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Eat, Pray, Love

I finally finished Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. It was a breathtakingly beautiful book. It reminded me of my own spiritual journey which I have been in for the last couple of years. Spiritual living is not a destination but a way of living. I recommend the book. I hope you are far along enough on your own spiritual journey to capture the depths of this book. I've heard the book gets mixed reviews. Some people just don't get it. Like Eckhart Tolle’s New Earth, you most likely have to have some higher-level of consciousness to grasp the message of the book, and it takes a while to get through the book because you want to stop and reflect. Elizabeth Gilbert takes you on a soul-searching journey with intimate details you would share only with a bestfriend.

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Found My Girlhood Diaries

While putting away our Christmas decorations, my husband lowered my memorabilia containers from the high shelving in our garage. I wanted him to bring down the boxes because one of them contained my childhood diaries. In the first plastic bin, we found my kid's old baby outfits. They were cute colorful sleepers that brought back memories of chubby cheeks, little hands wrapped around my fingers, and long hours spent nursing and singing them to sleep. I compared the white baby shoes with bells on them to my 13 year old's big shoes as he was lying down reading. We marveled at the changes. The second box had awards, yearbooks, birthday cards, and the diaries. I wondered if there would be any good to them. Had I written any details I'd since forgotten? And would any of it be worth reading? I raised the silver diary with a red colored rose on it to my nose. That one used to smell like roses. I inhaled. It had lost its scent. I opened the diary and started reading. Streams of

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