Bless you, Maribeth. I feel much the same way. I keep peeking at this poor soul’s writing, hoping for a spark of something I can reach out to, to try to comfort and help.
It’s the scene from CS Lewis’ “The Final Battle,” where the dwarves have lived in darkness so long they can’t look up or get out.
Be well. Many are turning, many are seeing the light and the hope.
Bless you, Maribeth. I feel much the same way. I keep peeking at this poor soul’s writing, hoping for a spark of something I can reach out to, to try to comfort and help.
It’s the scene from CS Lewis’ “The Final Battle,” where the dwarves have lived in darkness so long they can’t look up or get out.
Be well. Many are turning, many are seeing the light and the hope.
More condescension, referring to Garrison Keillor as a "poor soul" and harping on your desire to "comfort and help!" Please! You don't need to keep "peeking," Kathy. Bless your heart! There is no light or hope in a liar who talks about grabbing women by the pu$$y whenever he feels like it. Also, you might want to check on your dogs and/or cats, because your cult leader has accused Haitian migrants of eating our pets. It's downright sick, but you just keep calling it light and hope, if you must. Be well. Blessings. Whatever. You've chosen to get behind a total lying asshole, so you can't expect only cheer, jolliness and peace to ensue.
Bless you, Maribeth. I feel much the same way. I keep peeking at this poor soul’s writing, hoping for a spark of something I can reach out to, to try to comfort and help.
It’s the scene from CS Lewis’ “The Final Battle,” where the dwarves have lived in darkness so long they can’t look up or get out.
Be well. Many are turning, many are seeing the light and the hope.
More condescension, referring to Garrison Keillor as a "poor soul" and harping on your desire to "comfort and help!" Please! You don't need to keep "peeking," Kathy. Bless your heart! There is no light or hope in a liar who talks about grabbing women by the pu$$y whenever he feels like it. Also, you might want to check on your dogs and/or cats, because your cult leader has accused Haitian migrants of eating our pets. It's downright sick, but you just keep calling it light and hope, if you must. Be well. Blessings. Whatever. You've chosen to get behind a total lying asshole, so you can't expect only cheer, jolliness and peace to ensue.