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20 NovemberIssa FriYAY! I'm typing while listening to Chopin's Nocturnes. It gives a lovely feel to just sitting and typing with a lovely cup of coffee and some lemon water on the side. Seeing some waves would be great ... the only waves in front of me are those on the painting hanging on the … Continue reading 2020: 42

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08 November The big day. Church plant. First service. The turn out exceeded the site pastor's expectations. And here I am thinking, my expectations were matched. I always remember my maternal grandmother's instruction to ask big. I miss her direct, no fluff attitude to things. I breathed deeply on this day. Much happened. Much had … Continue reading 2020: 54