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A Sacred Halt has been a concept within me for years now.  It is a term I've coined to those point's in my life of which a 'T' in my path-of-life seemed to just pop out of thin air.  JUST when life seemed to settle; become familiar, and I was simply at a beginning of getting used to it; a choice would be made which included MY LIFE and BAM... SLAM... sobbing on a kitchen floor with a half-eaten gallon of butter pecan ice cream nearby; my doggies enjoying my sorrow-filled emotional melt-downs as they lapped up more of my ice cream than I; I began to see:  

Life was offering me a Sacred Halt of sorts.  

Did I like these 'Sacred Halt's'... hell to the 'no'... I'm not sure I even recognized anything as 'sacred' or gave one rat's ass about a 'halting'.... hell, I was plowing my way through ice cream and quite honestly, I was dazed and confused.

Yet, I did write.  And, I wrote a lot.  And, now... years later, I can see: the Sacred Halt's I've come to... minimally accept and consider.

Welcome!  Day 3. 

These are intended to be short and sweet! Because, Life is short and sweet!  I ain't no grammar Queen, and I do cuss... so, IF you can dealio with these faults of mine, well... I can already tell: we will be friends!

Come and join me!