thank you...
for this job that enriches me
for parents who'll miss me tomorrow
for a love who understands who I am
for the comfort of old friends
for the abundances of my life
for being so very good to me.
*sigh*
Sometimes I imagine that carry a ball of string with infinite threads that I wrap around everyone I meet, then they take it on their own way. We are all intertwined through these connections. Last summer, I took the spiderweb to Kenya, and passed it off to some beautiful people. Come on in. Watch it grow. Help me learn something.
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And we did miss you. A little. Okay, some.
Love
Daey
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