I love living right where I am.
I may not miss much from my home of 50 plus years, but the few things I do miss, I miss intensely. I will never stop missing them. Those few folks, that helped you wrangle the wayward child at soccer games, church, and all those other outings, that shared in the fun and joy of little people’s life’s, that offered you a non-stop supply of Kleenex when your parents died and your marriage disintegrated, that could see that you were trying (as in struggling daily) to do your best in an unbest world.
Sometimes they come…and the hug that is given, gotten, received the nano-second they get out of the car on the driveway of our home is a balm to my soul…
…and I am blessed.
So glad you are feeling the love! Wish I could come give you some, too!
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As always…thank you sweet friend!
Wanted to let you know …I saw Bob Wilson in the office last week .. so I gave him a big hug from you…he lit up & told me how special you are, which I already knew! Just love that sweet man. He told me the “letter” you send him is the highlight of his month….sending love, Sandy
Oh, THANK YOU! For letting me know and for hugging my friend! His letters will continue!
love you too!