Well my first day of PD (professional development) I noticed the lock had come off, but was still on the bracelet. I locked it back on and didn't think twice about it.
Well I got home that night and it was gone...I cried my eyes out. I knew it was material possessions...but it was the meaning behind the piece of jewelry...not the jewelry itself.
2 days later I was vacuuming and moved one of Brylee's seats and there it was, laying right underneath it. Well I started screaming in excitement...and tucked it away until I could get it soldered.
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I know that this was just a little something that has no earthly good but during this whole process I realize one thing...He cares about me...even the "little things" in my life.
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