Things Texans Love, except I prefer my tea unsweet.
THE WEAVER My Life is but a weaving Between the Lord and me I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily. Oft times He weaveth sorrow And I in foolish pride Forget he sees the upper And I the underside. Not till the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason why The dark threads are as needful In the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned. Benjamin Malachi Franklin
If you truly love someone, YOU'LL put aside foolish pride and fear and love them without regret, without worry, because you know that without them there’s no reason for caring! This is why it didn't work.
Estrangement--[ I try not to think of those hurtful rejections, the words that wound me, the unfairness of it all.But there is an empty space that needs filling, and my memory wants to hang on to useless words.AM]