Life: Every Blessed Minute

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“Dear God,” she prayed, “let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.  Let me be gay; let me be sad.  Let me be cold; let me be warm.  Let me be hungry…have too much to eat.  Let me be ragged or well dressed.  Let me be sincere- be deceitful.  Let me be truthful; let me be a liar.  Let me be honorable and let me sin.  Only let me be something every blessed minute.  And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”

-Betty Smith, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn

I’m so happy I am finally reading this classic.  I have heard time and again that the character development is extraordinary, and my expectations have been met.  What a wonderful story.

Happy Friday!

xo,

Brooke

 

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