On Being The Pink

A believer in staying young at heart, in dancing, in firm handshakes and great hugs, in showing gratitude, in being good, a supporter of the written word, a reveler in simplicity, a master in complexity, an expert in order and chaos, a veteran in love, a dabbler in the arts, an appreciater of beauty, my life comes with a soundtrack, I’m straight-forward, a lifelong student, a fighter, a dreamer, an open book that just got a little more open…

My name fits my description, being defined as “warrior, aggressiveness and strife,” with a second definition being “nature, especially spring time and woods.” These are true – being in my presence is like strolling through the woods on a warm and sunny April afternoon.

I tell it as it is. I do what I want. And all my bills are paid.

I bake, I cook, I sing, I dance, I draw, I write, I read, I play, I frolic, I plan, I solve, I observe. I think, I laugh. And now I blog.

“It's gonna be legend-... wait for it... and I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second half of that word is ‘DAIRY!’”

The Pink Abides