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I wanted to thank you so very much for my wonderful present you readers have given me. Let me explain to you what it is in a riddle: I can't hold it, I can't smell it, I can't eat it, I can't  hug it, but I can mentally hug them, It is...............................YOU HAVE GIVEN ME OVER 200 VIEWS THESE PAST FEW DAYS!!! That is more than I received in my first two months!!! What a fantastic present you have given me. My Nana helped me achieve this goal by posting about my blog on her article in the huffington post. I think that it is really  good. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/dinah-berland/grandparents-the-real-fountain-of-youth_b_2363612.html . I love these presents oh so much and I love you readers as well none of this would be possible without you. I first thought that this blog would be something my friends would check up on once and a while but it has exploded into something bigger than that. All because of you.

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