Lucy tales

Nothing spiritual today, just cuteness.
Preparing for another memorial service tomorrow I looked up from the flurry of e-mails and said, “I am so tired that I have lost the ability to think.”
“Gogo, you lost your bility?” asked Lucy
“Yes, I lost it.”
Jumping to her feet she said earnestly, “I find it for you Gogo. I find your bility.”
After searching diligently for two minutes she emerged from my room and proudly handed me a box of kleenex. “Here Gogo. Here’s your bility.”


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