Sandra
I’ve begun to catch my breath,
and I’m eager to share a little about one of the most wonderful women our Lord
ever created.
We speak more days than not. I’m that
blessed.
I took today to write about her
because, after having to clear out a storage box of treasures that became wet
when rain poured in under my front door, I found the yo-yo pin she made me long ago.
It’s not going back in that box,
either. I’ve already hung it on my
“friends” wall. If you’ve never made a
yo-yo, take it from me, it’s not as easy as it appears. Especially if you make several hundred to sew
together into a quilt! But, if you’re
gifted, like my friend, Sandra (she doesn’t like being called Sandy) its pure
pleasure. That is, until your hands
begin to ache from the tedious and repetitive motion.
If they do, I hope, like her, you
just let go of that fun part of your life and look for something else to do to
bless others, while enjoying yourself.
She seemingly can’t be
licked. Not no way. Not no how.
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