Wednesday, December 28, 2011

House of cards

When I was a tiny bubble, my sister, cousins, and I would play cards all summer long. They beat my pants off every time, but I learned how to lose graciously AND eventually got much better at cards.
Except poker. I don't own a poker face.

I also learned to shuffle my deck and begin again. Sometimes, that's what life is all about.

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