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When I was a kid and heard someone read “Song of Myself” for the first time, I always thought the line said “I celebrate myself, icing myself.” It was as if part of celebrating myself was “icing myself.” Sounded cool. And not in some sort of kinky covering myself in frosting kind of way, but just…I don’t know. Being a little more. Adding a little extra to life. The icing on my cake.
The icing on my cake this year? Accepting that I cannot control everything. Learning that sometimes I have to stop overthinking things. Learning not to take myself so seriously.
Kate Bartolotta is the strongest girl in the world. She is the love child of a pirate and a roller derby queen. She hails from the second star to the right. She doesn't know how to behave with all the apples and ibexes. She doesn't suffer from her eight million freckles, she loves them! She drinks her lemonade right from the jug. Like a rolling stone, Kate gathers no moss. Kate loves kale, being barefoot, Dr. Seuss, singing too loudly, gallivanting, palindromes, blackberries, Elvis Presley, magic tricks and (of course) elephants. She has been charged with (and found guilty of) overusing the exclamation point! When she's not writing, you can find her practicing yoga, running in the woods, playing with her kids, devouring a book, planting dandelions, changing the world and doing her dishes. Kate does not play the accordion. She is on her way to becoming a fabulous massage therapist, a mediocre writer and a compassionate friend to all. This year Kate aspires to finally give up on learning to knit and will instead spend that time writing for elephant journal.
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