Faith

Just taking my time over at mama’s, hope to come home later to be able to do more for my own interests other than having to be serving others interest; be constantly questioned or told what to do with myself.

I love you Timothy…. I’m forging that own path of my own as someone said akin to your own determination in life.

The new cane I hope to “Wonka-ify” soon. It feels *great* to use so far, such a sturdy brass handle.
My heart is green for you, like your beautiful eyes. Forever blessed.

Shalom, Amen

Whatever

I love you.. that’s the only faith I ever needed was you apparently.

~P

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