Walking into this place I call home and factory today, I saw no sewing machines on the table, no mannequins adorning beautiful works of art, no stacks of drawers that hold thread, needles and the like. What I saw was a cleared space. Although the space was needed for Thanksgiving past, it looked wrong. Tomorrow I will put everything back and get this factory up and running.
My vacation was indeed refreshing, and although I still have to deal with the 45 hours given to the federal government, I am opened to what God has in store for me through l'Amore Intimo.
Dream Sweet
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