I moved to Idaho.
There was a tragedy.
I moved again.
I have a nice home.
I have to move on from someone I love.
I have a broken heart.
I found a job.
I have hope.
I can't be like Moses' people, who wanted to go back to Egypt, because it was what they knew and were comfortable with. I have to want to go forward, across the wilderness, and into the promise land.
...I just wish I knew where it was...
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Love you lots and know that everything will work out in the end. Let us know if you ever need anything and we'll see you in August!
you're going to get through this honey. You are amazing. Hey, maybe your promised land is Tulsa? Just a thought.
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