Thursday, October 2, 2014
A Vanity of Beads
Has it been only a year since I admitted my blatant first grade disobedience, the act of defiance that for some (surely angelic) reason did not get me immediately expelled from school? I feel I told of it ages ago; probably because I've always clearly remembered taking pencil in hand and writing on my desk, bearing down reeeaally hard with the point, just when I was certain Sister would be watching.
Vanity of vanities, it was all because of the beads.
If you should care to, you can re-visit that story by clicking here.
Angel of God, my Guardian Dear, thank you for always staying so near.....