I journeyed through middle age judging that which I was told to fear.
I missed so much good.
In early life, trusting so readily, could have swallowed me. I’m thankful, for the added chances. I’m thankful for another breath.
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When revisiting judgment universe, on occasion, I become angry at the world. I don’t want to go there. Its like visiting a smelly grandmother who doesn’t have cookies to share.
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If I’m smelly, smile gently and say, “Mimsi, you stink.”
Oh yes ~ There will always be, “One, more thing.”
My mother, your great-grandmother, Babe, use to say, “The interpreters of The Bible were wrong. The statement of ‘The root of all evil is money,’ but I say, it is the lack of money, that is the root of all evil.” Tumbling her beliefs in my mind for a long time, led me to understanding. Yes, I know she is correct.
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