Tag: #loveisindablog
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pt. #10 💰 Pay Dirt!
Sitting in Arnold’s office with only the lights from the subsiding chaos outside, Celeste felt as though she’d had an astral experience over the last week. She sat back to quietly watch as the firemen contained the blaze noting it had partially burned two (2) other businesses. There would be a lot of extra police…
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I am Missed
When I come home from work my two (2) sweeties give me hugs and kisses then Manicotti likes to hold hands a while as a way to reconnect. He takes such good care of Matt and I yet is quite vulnerable and ‘little’ so needs lots of reassuring.
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pt 8~ Sleeping at Arnold’s Shoe Repairs?? 👞
The freezing rain was wreaking havoc on the streets and several cars careened through a nearby intersection and piled up in the storefront of the computer store across from where Celeste stood. She took a deep breath of the crisp winter air, said a quiet prayer of thanks for the cars not landing on her…
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pt. 7~ A Massive Rat 🐭
As Celeste walked closer to the camper the most magnificent and massive rat she had ever seen emerged from a side panel and scurried away towards an old food truck parked on the street. Celeste stood in the snow so frozen she barely noticed the snow slowly turning to freezing rain. Her mind went back…
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A New Homestead?
Looking ahead .. and yet remembering what has happened . . needing some sense of security. . do I dare buy an acre and restart my homestead? Thinking . . praying. . planning. . researching . . to get it set up then have to change it all could very well be the kiss of…
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pt. 6~ Peaceful Yet Eerie
Celeste climbed out of the old car and squeezed through the fence into the parking lot filled with old semi trailers. She covered her tracks leading to the opening in the fence. From there she wandered along the fence line looking for other openings so her tracks would lead different directions each night. Celeste took…
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pt 4 ~ Live in a Box?
Returning to her box and her bridge, for yes these were feeling like hers, she assessed the site and wondered about spending another night there. She decided to stash her new blanket with her box and scout the area to become generally more familiar. First she nonchalantly wandered up the street as though just out…
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Praying for His Guidance
Sometimes we have to step back and ask ourselves where does our true devotion lie? Which direction do our thoughts turn when we allow them to roam? That direction is where our true devotion is. That can be quite revealing if we are willing to be totally honest with ourselves about what our priorities are.…
What if We all Cared? 