Tag: writing
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The Color of Hope
A true stroy that happened to me years ago. Across the street from my second story apartment was a field of dirt and rock. Erected in the middle of that field was an old delipidated garage. Around that old garage, wildflowers grew mostly of yellow color. They were just common flowers. Flowers like daisies and…
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Charlie
Lately, I have had some quite scary medical happenings that are taking me down a road I didn’t expect and am afraid to walk. But today, my being afraid led to a wonderful memory of a man I once knew named, Charlie, reminding me that, “Those who look to God for help will be radiant…
