Door slams. Heart pounds. Rush. Rush. Door slams. Fingers tingle. Busy. Busy. Door slams. Eyes dart. Fly. Fly. Door slams. Brain fog. Dash. Dash. Door slams. Clock ticks. Fuss. Fuss. Door slams. Frustration station. Sprint. Sprint. Door slams. Tired muscles. Scramble. Scramble. Door slams. Let’s eat. Sit. Sit.
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
The Gift of Hope
Our pray group does “Monday School” lessons instead of Sunday School. When I was asked to write these, I had to do a tall lot of praying. 1. Because I’m still young in the faith. My knowledge base isn’t very deep. 2. I don’t want to say the wrong things to actually kill someone curiosityContinue reading “The Gift of Hope”
What Now?!
We have an Elf at work that has been through so much. From the time clock keeper to a coffee drinker, this Elf has seen it all. Merry Christmas
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Scare Me
I was trying to find the perfect quote to tell you just how much you rock. When the Jack breaks from the semi scared me so bad, I dropped my phone in the floor and lost my train of thought.
I can’t
I can’t I can’t believe you. One thing I asked you to do. You claim to love me. One thing. You couldn’t leave it be. Now you have me questioning, did you really love me at all? One thing. Am I really that small? You wanna make me out to be the bad guy, fine.Continue reading “I can’t”
Single Red Shoe
A Friend for Life
Once upon a time, a story I did read. What type of friend you are, it did decree. The definition was plan. The type of friend you are was based on the time you did remain. There were several; I can’t remember them all. I will share what I can recall. If I remember correctly,Continue reading “A Friend for Life”
One more Christmas Card
After the rain
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