......I wish I could go back to these times.
Sometimes....
I wish I had stayed at my home in Kentucky.
Sometimes....
I feel so cold and lonely, even in the presence of those who love me.
I moved because I did not want to miss an open door.
Sometimes....
I feel those doors have slammed in my face.
Sometimes....
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Father God comfort Sunny as only You can and give her that hope, certainty
and direction that is found only in You. The steps of the righteous are ordered of The Lord. I thank You for shining light on Sunny's steps. In Jesus precious, precious name I pray.
Amen
I think we miss the places where we we're most happy, they become the memories that we hold onto during sadder times.
I wish you happier days :)
Hugs,
~Jo
Awww... You welcome to visit my Kentucky home anytime your close... pull up to the house and we'll plug that baby in. You can love on the goats :)
I just had a dream about Dad dying and having to tell Mom, then Mom moving home and me having to be gone somewhere and returning home to see Mom and she was glad to see me. We hugged and she and I expressed how hard it was but we would make it through. Then I thot about telling someone that they needed to take time with their Dad because some day it would be too late and hey would wish they had spent the time. Then I woke up and realized the person I was talking to was my own son that I was telling that to. And I realized that both my Dad and Mom are gone... and it is too late for me to spend time with them... Strangehow dreams are...
Hope you're starting to feel more at home and at peace in Pennsylvania now, Sunny. Best wishes always!
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