I once had a PE teacher who saw right through me. At the time, I really didn't like him; in fact...I was a downright brat in his class. At the end of the year, he wrote some words in my yearbook that have always stuck with me: "To the most well-intentioned but misunderstood young lady I know..."
He has no idea that those words have stuck with me.
I saw this today and thought it appropriate to some people who've made a difference in my life lately (not the good kind of difference...)
Thoughts on Holy Week
8 months ago
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