Each time I think I've gotten a handle on my sorrow over losing my friend, a new wave rises up to great me.
And it burns because she will sit there and tell me that she's done nothing to hurt me and that I have done soooo much to hurt her. If she ever, ever says that to me again...I might ask her how to spell a word. {{5 letters ... starts with b - ends with an itch}}
And yet - - - I have to remember that love keeps no records of wrongs.
I want to scream.
Instead, I'm going to go home - have a Little Debby treat - and read a Psalm. Or 1 Corinthians 13.
And it burns because she will sit there and tell me that she's done nothing to hurt me and that I have done soooo much to hurt her. If she ever, ever says that to me again...I might ask her how to spell a word. {{5 letters ... starts with b - ends with an itch}}
And yet - - - I have to remember that love keeps no records of wrongs.
I want to scream.
Instead, I'm going to go home - have a Little Debby treat - and read a Psalm. Or 1 Corinthians 13.
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Beautiful. :-)