I'm not a great writer, but I enjoy keeping a blog. I've kept a journal of some kind since high school. I had a teacher who made us write a minimum of ten pages a week. I used to scribble nonsense after the first page because I was too lazy to do the assignment. She didn't actually read them, but, she would scan the pages for words and phrases. After awhile, I saw the light and started actually writing my thoughts. She ended up being one of my two favorite teachers in high school. She would always come into the classroom singing in her off key way, "I like peanut butter..." It was the same song every day. Nancy had been afflicted with cancer for years and on of her arms hung limp. She wore a curly wig every day. She became a really great friend to me. She inspired me to write...something I haven't done in years. After high school, my father found out that he worked with Nancy's best friend. I was able to get in touch with her once again. Unfortunately, she lost her battle to cancer shortly after. She is the reason I write these journals. I just wanted to take a moment to remember a wonderful woman! Thank you, Nancy.
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