Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.
How awful is the thought of the wonders underground,
Of the mystic changes wrought in the silent,
dark profound!
How each thing upward tends by necessity decreed,
And the world's support depends on the shooting of a seed!
The summer's in her ark,
and this sunny-pinioned day
Is commissioned to remark whether Winter holds her sway:
Go back, thou dove of peace,
with myrtle on thy wing,
Say that floods and tempests cease,
and the world is ripe for Spring.
and this sunny-pinioned day
Is commissioned to remark whether Winter holds her sway:
Go back, thou dove of peace,
with myrtle on thy wing,
Say that floods and tempests cease,
and the world is ripe for Spring.
177.50 dollars in parking
43 visits to U.I.C.
512 miles ONE WAY
Imagine what it would have looked like if it was an ongoing illness that needed to be treated daily. There are people out there who have to deal with Chronic Illness as a lifestyle. I have been extremely fortunate in my illness that I do receive a grace period of rest. It may go by quickly, but I do have it. For some people that is just not possible.
I ended up spending a great Spring and Summer sleeping in late, enjoying my mornings before work. I still have a huge chunk of vacation left, because I didn't have any appointments. Glorious! A truly blessed and glorious feeling of freedom to live like everyone else. I am grateful for that, so I thank the Lord for His many blessings bestowed upon me.
Have a Blessed day everyone.
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