Wisdom Was Not At The Top Of

I Love This Child. Red-haired - Patient And Gentle Like Her Mother - Fey And Funny Like Her Father. When She Giggles I Can Hear Him When He And I Were Young. I Am Part Of This Child. It May Be Only Because We Share Genes And That Therefore Smell Familiar To Each Other.... It May Be That A Part Of Me Lives In Her In Some Important Way.... But For Now, It's Jelly Beans And 'old Macdonald' That Unite Us.

There Is Nothing In Your Budget For Joy. No Books, No Flowers, No Music, Not Even A Cold Beer. And There Is Nothing In Your Budget To Give Away To Someone Else. We Don’t Help People Who Don’t Have Better Values Than You Do.

You May Never Have Proof Of Your Importance But You Are More Important Than You Think. There Are Always Those Who Couldn’t Do Without You. The Rub Is That You Don’t Always Know Who.

Life-and-death. Lifedeath. One Event. One Short Event. Don't Forget.

I Think My Writing Is Part Of My Ministry.