"I've come to know that our families are a canvas on which we paint our greatest hopes---imperfect and sloppy, for we are all amateurs at life, but if we do not focus too much on our mistakes, a miraculous picture emerges. And we learn that it's not the beauty of the image that warrants our gratitude---it's the chance to paint."
Monday, April 16, 2012
He Needs ME
My heart is still thumping, I think my face is still a little flushed. I just got off the telephone. Mitt called me. Yes, I said Mitt. I don't think a last name is needed. He wanted to talk to me. He told me that he needed me. No, not just my money, which I don't have anyway. When I told him that I just couldn't contribute to his campaign he didn't just hang up on me. He told me that if I was unable to contribute that there were many other ways that I was needed. Can you believe that? I didn't know what to say. But by the time I gathered my wits, he had hung up. Actually, I don't even remember him responding to any of my questions or comments. Well, I guess he's just so busy. You know, gotta get down to work and all that. I'm hoping that next time he calls me that we can have a nice little chat. I do have a lot of suggestions.
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I think he called me too, but I didn't answer :(
ReplyDeleteWell who knows, maybe he'll call back!
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