In my haste...in my daily rush to "save the day"....I rail against the insanity.....the unfairness everywhere....I can't wait for another day.
Instead...I should remember each morning....no matter what.....that each day is a gift....and thank God for it.
The American Spectator : Losing Amber:
About twenty years ago, more or less, when I first started spending time in North Idaho, I hired a young woman named Amber Coffman to be my son’s babysitter. She was a beautiful, kindly student at Sandpoint High School, as sweet hearted and attentive to our son Tommy as I could have wished.
She had violet blue eyes that just shone any time night or day. They were almost extraterrestrial."
Monday, July 26, 2010
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