I have no power to change anything but myself.
I will be making gloves again, as per a tiny dream while awakening. In that dream, my deceased daughter held up a short fingered glove and waggled it in front of her. She had asked me to knit for the cancer patients at her hospital. She never shows me her face, but I know it was Elle.
I'll also be concentrating on living one day at a time as kindly as possible.
I will let the president speak for me. I have no fear of this honest and thoughtful man. I do not have to worry about not having my voice heard. He speaks for me.
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I’m going through some stuff but I will peek in now and then and will be back when it’s over..