The skies above are blue and bomb-free. My house is my home and my mortgage is not rent.
I am thankful one thousand times over for my two sons. They taught me why patience is a virtue and why cars have insurance. Sons are pride and joy wrapped in, "What now?" gift paper. Raining Iguanas
(with a blog name like that you've simply GOT to check it out:)
I picked a few favorite lines from a post I just read and it has caused me to
Dig Deep...
Past the fear and frustration
That attempts to steal our peace
Past the spoil of tiring toil
to a tender place of release
where we trace with humble thought
the countless gifts of love
bestowed; in moment-measured grace
From portals up above
Janet~
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