One bag at a time. That’s how. I absolutely could not fall asleep last night, so, after 380 bags of popcorn bagging , a special treat for all the students from my daughters’ school at lunchtime, I got flat out loopy and started singing Taylor Swift songs to myself. I refrained from dancing. But I …
Just got home. See these smiles? They’re tired but they’re honest. I stood in the school store tonight and laughed through tears that I had to keep pushing down to their chamber until I could let them out later. My new friends will have to get used to me crying because I’m happy. Until then, …
I sat outside tonight at my daughters’ school. Those words sound like talkin nonsense in my head when I think them. She was at a new student function, sinking her roots in with never-before-known peers. While I waited I got hungry so I took a drive to forage for food and ate it greedy while …
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s Psalm 5 Give ear to my speech, O Lord; consider my utterance. Heed the sound of my cry, my king and God, for I pray to You. Hear my voice, O Lord, at daybreak; at daybreak I plead before You,……..and wait And wait…..that’s the part that grabbed me this morning. So I got in …
This evening? So much swirling in my mind. It goes from random to profound. I smile at myself sometimes. Who could, or would want to, trouble themselves with keeping track of me? I spent time today at the school I will be working at, come next Wednesday, helping out with needed tasks, a fun lunch …