On this Sunday I heard the prayer of a righteous man, that calmed the seas as he spoke straight into my heart, at church during Sunday school.
I meant to directly wish him a happy Father's Day as I knew he's married and has children. And how do I know? Directly by him when he says "my wife and children are in Arizona" and if God grants me the chance to see him again, this time I will be a better sister Christian to him and wish our young David a happy belated Father's Day.
Being away from his wife and children on Fathers Day must have been hard on him.
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My friend invited me out for lunch at this nice, clean sit-in place, where I got to order a salad of my choice with two chicken toppings out of a wall-mounted variety. I don't remember the name of the place. However, it was a nice experience. Thereafter, we headed down to one of my favorite dessert destinations, the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory in McAllen. It had been a while since we just...
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My Bipolar Disorder is a result of family violence, but I didn't know until I was educated at Mujeres Unidas. Some of the stuff I encountered they called domestic abuse and strictly between spouses. No outside sources or influences. In knowing so, it's how I've been taught to survive and escalate matters to make sure that my case doesn't get dismissed in the court of records. I've also learned...
Today I saw and greeted our young David after today’s gathering during Sunday lesson. I brought up his wife as I directly wished him a happy belated Father’s Day.