Where does my time go?



Up & Out Early


How I love this.

Today I picked at least forty mushrooms growing by the ocean.

I remember watching King while admiring how gracefully he moves.

I walked.

I followed him up the slope of a dunn and walked upon a treasure of mushrooms growing everywhere.

I thought to myself, oh, my Husband loves these mushrooms.


Then a voice from deep inside said,” this is your time.”


I said again, “he loves these, it will make him happy.”


I paid no regard to me.

I did not respect my time.

My time, where does it go?


Till then...









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