It may be foolish of me, at my age and in my current condition, but I hang on to the hope that the pain of this effort is leading somewhere: renewal, new purpose, or at the very least, a blossoming.
Saturday we packed up the garage (with help). Dusty, dirty, and exhausting. Sunday we attended and then hosted a farewell party for our Ukrainian roommate, who is going back to Ukraine despite all our protests. Yes, two separate gatherings. Heart wrenching. This morning, we visited our new apartment building to get set up with a […]
Well said!
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Oh yes!
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Is that ever a leap of faith VJ! Not for the faint-hearted. One day I hope to be that brave. ☺️💕
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Lol. Sometimes life forces such a discovery.
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But sometimes we don’t like that plan.
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That would be true, too.
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That’s been my experience, albeit learned the hard way.
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Yep. Agreed.
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This is so true.
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Hard to do though, lol
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