It was a gift like no other. It was passed down to me from mom and dad but also from my grandparents and my great-grandparents.
I received it early on and it has always stayed with me. I wouldn’t, couldn’t, let it out of my sight, so I took it with me everywhere I went. It was with me when I slept when I played when I helped mommy and daddy when I was happy and when I was sad, during hard times, during happy times, when the world made sense and when it didn’t: It WAS, it IS the gift of my FAITH
Tuesday, January 4, 2022
The Present
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