- a lady at work nodded and pushed forth a piece of cold German chocolate cake as I walked passed. I took it into the shade and ate it with my fingers
- My temp agency called and one of the ladies is giving me her mountain bike (that she never uses) tomorrow evening. I'm crying as I write this!
- My boss gave me a gift of a purple pen with Jones on the title- not knowing anything personal about my life. Cute and purple is my favorite color.
I've been discouraged and disheartened, and I think God sent me some glimmers of hope to remind me that I'm not alone and it's going to be okay.
My fabulous temp agency is a group of women that are among the sweetest people on earth. They've helped keep me employed the last few months and are still helping me find full time work. In between, I'm hoping to get to Phoenix this weekend to be with Leonard. He's in hospice care now and one of the few things I feel certain in my life now is that I want to see him. Maybe it's that wonderful gift that in giving to someone else, you are given a greater gift.
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