At times it can seem that my life is like a room with no doors, there is no escape except for the little window. The little window is too high, out of my reach, beyond my limitations,but still it exists, and sometimes, for a short while, I get to peek through.
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WoW!
That is a wonderful description :-) of a place that I am blessed only to hear about from you and my friend Mima.
To be able to articulate like you do is a true gift . . . I hope you understand that is a sincere compliment. Sometimes text doesn't convey the emotion properly.
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