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This is a discussion on The Good Morning Thread within the The Outback Terrace Bar forums, part of the Land Plants category; Its terrible to have a day, week, month like that. I've had an infected root ...
Its terrible to have a day, week, month like that. I've had an infected root canal and the pain from the pressure was almost unbearable. I'm glad you are feeling better!
Cathy, I'm stealign this pic about best friend, beautiful thought...
I knew it....Thank you Cahty!
Happy Easter to you, Cathy, and Branka, and everyone else. It just occurred to me that all the orchids I have in bloom right now are white - a paph, a lycaste, a sedirea japonica, and of course, my Easter Lily. Sometimes things just happen at the right time, in the right place, no help from me! Time to sit back and simply take it all in....
Yesterday on the way to Easter lunch we stopped at small store to get Advil for a headache. My daughter and her husband went in the store. My Granddaughters and I noticed an very elderly woman sitting against a wall with a sign that said "lost my home". The more I watched the more sad I became. I got out of the car and walked down to hand her some money. She was very gracious and interesting. I talked with her for a few minutes until I noticed the kids coming out of the store. I walked back feeling very blessed that I had a home and family.
Last edited by cdayinflorida; April 9th, 2012 at 05:11 AM.
I know that feeling, Cathy. Phillip and I once saw a very thin, somewhat dirty, and obviously homeless man when we were going into a Waffle House. We asked him if he wanted to eat and he said yes. We said he should come in, eat whatever he wanted, as much as he wanted, and we would pay for it. He came in, sat alone in an isolated booth, but we could see him wolfing down hamburgers and drinking coffee. He left without saying anything, we paid his tab (which wasn't very much at all) and when we got outside, he was gone. We felt the grace of God in being able to do a very little for him and in being at the right blace at the right time. It was a privilege and a gift.