My maternal grandmother didn't have much money because she spent her life working in the home. But she always tried to give me gifts even if it was a couple of handkerchiefs she bought at the wet market behind the house.
I received this souvenir from Brugge. It's not the kind of thing that I would have bought myself but it reminds me that God has always sent people into my life who love me. Kaz and Carm are part of how God softens my heart because we are so different in personalities and gifts. How did we become friends?
No comments:
Post a Comment