Whatever comes to mind when sipping coffee

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I have stories to tell.

Stories of my childhood and old age. Stories of my struggles and victories, of embarrassments and how I trounced them.

I have stories to tell of my love for my family, for traveling, for my wrinkles and baldness. 

I have stories of my love for God. 

Some stories are funny. Some are not. But I guarantee there are some lessons to learn from all these. Ok, I take that back. There’s really no guarantee. Maybe a faint smile. You tell me.

But first, I wrote something with a pen —the story of my write.

Grab your cup and read it here.

Happy reading!