Twice a year I am required to work at the Gleaner's Warehouse. This requires hours of back breaking work, hefting around heavy boxes and filling numerous orders of food ... helping to feed the hungry people who are depending on delivery of these "gleaned" items. Well worth the hard work!
I took a break during a lull, and walked around the parking lot, stretching out the kinks in my back ... looking around, as always, for the hearts that define my life right now. I found none.
Then a bird flew overhead ... landing in a nest high atop a tree. There it was! My heart! Right in front of me all the time. Well, right above me all the time!
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How truly exquisite. Ah, Sissy, I think you need to write a book. A different thought for each amazing heart. We all need those random hearts these days.
I love you, and I'm SO excited about your artwork. You are amazing, and this heart not only touches mine, it fills my eyes.
((hugs))
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