I’m trading my sorrow…

Back yard at 12:30 today.

No sorrow.  No pain.  No sadness.  No enemies.  No resentment.  No problems.  No sickness.  No shame.  No worries.

No ex-husband.  No divorce.  No war.  No violence.  No aggression.

 

I’m trading them all for the joy of this beautiful winter wonderland I have outside my door.  And for the joyful squeals of the children playing in it.  Amen!

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