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So, the past week and a half, I've been having some crazy anxiety and panic attacks, (apologies to everyone whose calls and emails I haven't returned yet. You are loved and so important to me - I'll be catching up next week.). On Tuesday I had a whole swack of them and was just not functioning. I was visiting my parents, and in the late afternoon, had calmed enough to deal with a few odds and ends. Sitting in my dad's home office, I started going through the pile. One of the items was the Staples Catalogue that is sent out because of the business account I have with them for SavonLee and HeavenLee Messenger. I rarely ever order from the catalogue and canceling the mail out is on the long, anxiety inducing list of to dos. Since I wasn't going to use the catalogue to order from, I was going to put it into the recycling. But then a crazy thought came to me that maybe it would be good for a Dream or Manifestation Board. I was obviously feeling the need to create more paper in my life - as if the paperwork around me wasn't enough paper already!
I started randomly flipping through the pages, when one caught my eye. On it was an ad for the Dr. Grip pen. My uncle had given me a Dr. Grip pen when I started college after high school, and I LOVED that pen. It was so comfortable to write with - the ink came out smoothly and the pen itself was balanced beautifully to prevent fatigue. Something that is very important for all enthusiastic note takers in college. The only problem is that it ran out of ink within about a month. Fortunately, one of the selling points for this rather expensive pen, was the refill option. After my ink ran out I searched high and low for a refill for my favourite pen. My search proved to be futile. "Dr. Grip, we had a good run, but there just isn't any ink to keep you going. I need a reliable pen with lots of ink. I'd love to be able to say it's really not you, it's me. But honestly, Dr. Grip, it's you.". Eventually, I forgot about the pen and I moved on to a new writing implement. But seeing the ad in the Staples catalogue brought my Dr. Grip memories to the surface. Listed in bold was the feature: "Refillable". Excited, I started flipping through the pages to see if I could find the refills. Surely Staples could not sell a refillable pen and not carry the refills! Sure enough, a few pages further, were the refills for the Dr. Grip pen. Not only were there refills - they were available in TWO colours! Ah, but it had been more than 10 years since I last used that pen. I had personally moved 7 times during those 10 years, and my parents had also had a big move themselves. What was the likelihood that I would still have my Dr. Grip pen? I sat back in my dad's office chair, and just happened to glance over at his pen jar. Would you believe that my Dr. Grip pen, empty of ink for more than 10 years, had made it through my parent's move and was sitting there on the desk? I could hardly believe it either! Excited, I pulled the pen out, held it in my hand. It felt amazing; it was so comfortable nestled between my fingers. "Dr. Grip, my old friend, you're back! We're going to get you some ink, and together, we'll write again!". I am incredibly grateful and thankful for the wonderful people in my. I have the most amazing, loving and supportive friends and family a woman could ever hope for. Truly, without them, I wouldn't be who I am today; they bring so much love and joy to my life. But on Tuesday, I found joy in a Staples catalog. Copyright 2011 Erin Lee.
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