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My Second Quill...

I want to say somewhere around 2004 a lady by the name of Annette Moore who was my supervisor at the time, bought something for me. It was very special. The occasion was my birthday. Annette is the type of person that really shows an interest in whatever you are doing when she likes you and truly cares. That is how she is to me.

Another thing about Annette, is when she recognizes a great worker, she acknowledges them, and she, acknowledged me often. The job that I had, didn't really pay me what I was worth at that time and she knew that, and without my knowledge she tried a few times to win me a significant raise, it just wasn't in her power to get me what she thought I should have. However, to make up for it, she paid attention to my likes, interest and hobbies and always provided me small gestures of happiness, which warmed my heart time and time again. To know that someone cared about me and appreciated me that way.

With all of that said. What she bought me, was my second quill. I must share with you that I used it for the first time tonight to sign my very first published poetry edition called "I Just Want to Write!" to myself. A long awaited dream of mine by the way.

A lot of people don't know this but, I'm in love with words, paper, quills, ink, coffee, tea and anything that has to do with my lifestyle (a writers lifestyle). So, when someone takes interest in that and put thought into something they knew I would love, appreciate and hold dear to my heart, it's cherished forever. I don't often speak with Annette Moore but she means much to me and she knows she does. So, Annette, if you're reading this, I just wanted to say "Thank you so much for all you've ever done for me and especially when you gave me my quill."

Love always,
Until...

P.S. Annette Moore is known in the writers world, I only hope she's happy with these paragraphs. LOL! :)

7/8/14

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