Perhaps I’m overly sensitive? I find myself persona non grata.
Allegedly, I live in a community of adults. Today I discovered forty-one sites have new numbers painted on the street in front of their “home.” However, no number painted on the black paint in front of my home. Failure to identify my site (for emergency vehicles); isn’t that a bit childish?
These numbers (above) in my adjacent neighborhood. I checked the other area, the other streets, and numbers at all sites.
in the hall,
“Yours truly” loves the view from windows in her trailer home. However, it is “heart stopping” to see the flashing lights of an emergency vehicle in the driveway. Gratefully, my “near and dear” neighbor is okay. ~~ Gratefully, I am, likewise, okay. I’ve fallen recently but no repeat of my earlier injury.
“Oh, that you would Bless me indeed,
And enlarge my territory,
That Your hand would be with me,
and that You would keep me from evil,
That I may not cause pain.”
First Chronicles 4:10
Removed books, and memorabilia, from a bookcase; packed several boxes. The framed prayer is among the cherished items hidden from the light of day for an unknown period of time.