Have you ever, dear readers, been given a gift, even one that you've received many times over, that is just so extraordinary that it makes you want to get down on your knees and praise our Heavenly Father? You know, these gifts are so glorious and divine, that they seem to be like a showers of light and color, flowing from silver ewers carried by bobbing cherubim and heralded by the whole of the Celestial Choir.
And when I get up to finally go to work, I shall tread lightly, not from trepidation, but from elation! Jubilation! Adonai Elohim! Masaltov!
Compassion and Mindfulness
15 years ago
3 comments:
I feel that way whenever I leave your mom's house.
Wildspark pointed me to this post of yours by asking "Honey, what on earth just happened to Rob?"
Yes, I think I got one of those last night...
Apparently we see who here has some class. So, WS, did RR stink of my mother when he gave you a gift? Or did you go out and buy something for yourself?
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