Answered Prayers
Patti asked me a few weeks ago if I wanted to go to her son's first communion. I figured, sure, why not, a few hours of Catholic goodness and I'd be done. Well, "a few hours" turned into 6 because it wasn't just the service, it was pictures, picture prep, breakfast with the family, pictures after, practice, etc. I was extremely frazzled and ( Read more... )
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I wish I could say the same, but...
...one of my prayers as of late didn't get answered. So there better be a lesson in this sick twist of fate that was dealt to me. I'll explain in a highly secure entry in just a moment.
Right now I'm trying to calm myself down, try not to throw up, and put a mask on that says "Everything is fine."
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I'm happy for you.
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