Who of you knows how it feels to go inside a store, not really intending to buy anything but manages to walk away with a bagful of goodies? Oh, I just feel defeated as I thought I've already kicked the habit, but I guess not. Once a shopper, always a shopper?
Remembering dad and how he was when he was still with us. I was not able to go to church, not even to light a candle, but I did say a prayer for him. He was the best dad ever.
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