had my coffee, muffin…hung with my peeps and then the rain came pouring down. at least we solved the world situation while waiting for the rain to stop. our heart broke with the murder of the british soldier — how sad and unnecessary. the prophecies in the bible seem to be coming true.
i asked my peeps about their families — yes, everyone has “one”….mine is still suffocating our network of safety. i speak in “tongues” as i still struggle with the truth. he has to let us break free….or, he has to break free from us. he has safety all around him…in dollars, family and a nifty configuration of life.
on a side note — why is it when there are 100 seats available in a library….a “person” has to sit down next to me? yes, i have quirks!
mom – i love you — i’m trying to break you free from the pressure of life, however, i need cooperation. i pray every morning for the spiritual strength to move on — well, i’m just going to do it….the venti black ice tea cup will always be half full.