I have come to love the questions...the unfolding comes when least expected, and generally provides more questions!
...sometimes one sets out to restore, but experiences instead- new ways, new life. That has been my personal experience, the moment of most profound doubt giving way to profound hope- though thoroughly hand in hand with suffering.
Rolled a plow, it had a mind of it's own- back on me it flipped. I have a bruise clear down to the bone that looks like an angry sky right before all hell breaks loose. And I am once again, grounded. Not much patience do I have...I am learning. And reading. And wondering...
(And Grandma is staying with her sister for awhile, this is very good. Thank you for all your well wishes and prayers, each one counted.)
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Your keyboard is killing me. The sad thing is, I understood everything you wrote. Maybe b/c I had a few too many drinks Saturday and I actually talked like that, haha. I'm emailing you a funny story one of my friends wrote last week when we were bored. He is a writing wiz. I hope you like it. It made me giggle. I hope you feel better!!
Love, Rhi
dang computers...
o, darlin. i am soooo late to hear this. but saddened nonetheless. i cannot imagine you hurting without wanting to curl up and cry, or race down with soothing things.....sorry to read of flipped over plow. oh lordy..
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