(since i missed monday, here's a tuesday thought)
in heaven, someone will always be there to meet me. i will never arrive at an airport and either scan the crowd in vain, my heart sinking, or walk with sad step toward the luggage, knowing none await.
how i long for heaven...here on earth.
21 April 2009
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When did you get in? If you had let me know I could have at least said hi, we were not busy and I could have taken a break any time. Next time let me know when you are getting in...we're always saying high to people as they come and go!
ReplyDeletethanks. since i've never been to your restaurant, part of my brain always forgets you are in the airport! i got in at 3.45pm-ish.
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