Coming to terms with losing my husband and sharing my faith. "A Bible that's falling apart belongs to someone who isn't"
And the woman who gave me a lunch was half an hour late. Had a bunch of bogus excuses while I'm about to wet myself. I wasn't happy.
I still have 40 minutes on my lunch. I won't have long to go when I get back.
That's it for now.
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