“She had forgotten the definition of the word ‘impossible.'”

While skimming through stores in the city of Mount Shasta with my precious sisters today, we uncovered a treasure trove of wonderfully magnificent phrases printed on notebooks and cards. Here is one of my favorites. My heart laughs with wonder and love, much like when I was given my first puppy on my seventh birthday. I walked downstairs and there she was in a box in the family room. And she left me a note on a bone-shaped piece of orange paper, “Happy Birthday, Dawn. xoxo, Dixie.” She had really great penmanship, especially for a dog.

She woke up and realized she had forgotten the definition of the word ‘impossible’.

She decided it must not have been that important.

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