“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.” Rumi

Ah, Rumi. If only teenagers would understand this.

Last night I thought I had two possessed teens in my house – infested by Satan spawn.

All joking aside, I do believe I have a much greater appreciation for my own parents now. Sorry mom and dad, I really hope I wasn’t spawn of Satan for you.

I feel so great today that I’m afraid of jinxing myself. Sure, I have some pain, and I’m starting to wear down…put overall it’s a great day…even with the pouring rain.

David Bowie – Let’s Dance

About NB Gwen

I'm me, I work, I play, I'm a bit unique - but I guess that's all in perspective
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