But, God

But, God

WITH THE first cup of steaming coffee in my hand and the stiffness still in my joints, I gently ease into my spot on the couch. A fresh, new day offers a blank page, although the to-do list in my mind has grabbed the pen and began scribbling. Yesterday’s recycled...

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