—Public Domain Photos Courtesy of James Lee Jobe
Mount Diablo, tall in the gray distance.
Summer.
Singing while I walk.
When you can love yourself as you are, it becomes easier to love the others who are around you, and when you learn how to forgive yourself, you also know how to forgive others. Love and forgiveness go hand in hand in hand.
There are moments, not days, just moments, when I can forgive myself and love myself, and in those moments I am whole, complete, and not the mere shell of a man who has loved a son and buried him.
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Today’s LittleNip:
The lone hunter stalking the lone deer. Just past sunrise. The sound of a footstep snapping a twig.
—James Lee Jobe
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—Medusa, thanking James Lee Jobe for today's post, and wishing him many happy returns!
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