Isn’t that how it seems to go sometimes, even often? We know the way, or think we do, from religion, books, parents, lovers, poetry, laws, friends, culture, advertising. Our is a meandering path through life. That’s how we learn. Still, the inner compass is the most reliable, I believe, and loving heavenly parents our north pole.
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There are worse places to be lost 🙂
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So very true. 🙂
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🙂
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So beautiful with a sense of discovery.
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Thank you so much Nicodemus.
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Oh I love the words you put to photos
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Thank you Jodi.
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For me, lost is a lifestyle. I always have a full tank of gas.
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Right!
April, your post today about living with your grandmother’s mental illness was very touching. Thank you for sharing.
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Sounds like me when I use GPS 😅
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🙂
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Wow. Powerful
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Thank you.
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Isn’t that how it seems to go sometimes, even often? We know the way, or think we do, from religion, books, parents, lovers, poetry, laws, friends, culture, advertising. Our is a meandering path through life. That’s how we learn. Still, the inner compass is the most reliable, I believe, and loving heavenly parents our north pole.
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It is exactly how it seems, often.
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wow…real beauty…!!
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Thank you so much.
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