Dia Duit a leanbh mo chroí. I nearly died, not once but twice, not kidding. Really not kidding...
Get the story while it's fresh in my head and with lead in the pencil. Like those receipts...that fade...
I'm just over a couple of heart attacks....my own fault...perhaps.
Quoting: Niamh 76445703 Not necessarily relevant, as always - but always wish you well, Niamh
10 of Cups, The Devil, 9 of Coins
So that in fullness all good things shall stand
In evident and confident array
The path behind, the journey through the land
Accomplished with the building of the day
And yet that day may turn to night within
Avoidance of a nature still opposed
The concept of confusion and of sin
Restrains the mind and strains the plan proposed
In walls and gates and boundaries is trust
In sanctuary limitations rule
The garden is protected from the dust
The library protected in the school
An island in an ocean set apart
A candle in the confines of the heart
