surrender, Glinda the Good Witch, and what my head looks like
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So, my post on surrender went up on the Walking With Purpose Blog today, and as a writer, there is nothing more ironic than needing to hear what you said. And by "you", I mean me. These posts are written weeks in advance, and because my inner peace comes and goes quicker than Glinda the Good Witch of the South, more often than not, I need to be reminded of the very things I remind others of.
I know. If you think that's confusing, imagine what my head feels like.