I heard a familiar, ever so soft knocking on my door. My heart sank. I looked out the peep hole to find my old, reliable friend standing there with a big smile across her face. I saw she two suitcases. Wow. That meant she was gonna be here awhile. I opened the door slowly as she leaned to her side to look in. Are you there? She asked with an encouraging tone. I am, young lady, come on in. She bent down to pick up her bags. Oh my goodness! I said. You must be planning a long stay? Not really. Brokenness responded. One bag is for you. Its time to move on.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 03:06:53 +0000
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