Two Pairs of Keds

Yesterday, I had a good cry. I was actually sitting in my bed with my morning coffee, tears running in sad little tracks down my face. My solitary cry wasn’t enough. I called my husband to watch me. I asked him not to interrupt, which he did fairly well, while I told my tale of woe. This made me feel not quite so alone. He was a good buffer. I recommend a good buffer, whether it be a friend, partner, or stranger on a bus.

It also gave me a good headache.

I’m a pretty good Bible generalist. I can remember the gist of verses and have to look them up for the specific passage. My dissatisfaction and unhappiness put me in mind of this passage:

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. My purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life.I came…

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