out from in the mist

Sign from God?

Yes.

four kisses
&
four hugs

Posted by The Mist at Wednesday, September 06, 2017

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John 14:16 "And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Helper, to be with you forever"

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it is fitting that a harvester falls in love with a meadow with so many facets: spring in its glory, the lazy summer nights the calmne...
west

it always feels the south is so far behind not worthy of all that could be offered as long as it was clouded in need: but the south has ...
we are what we are - so let us be blessed

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so ... why ... i

have granted you escape and why do you not take it: why believe, my beloved yet i am glad for regardless i am out from the mist the mu...

About Me

: With this blog I hope to encourage others who deal with autistic loved ones as we travel through and out of this mist which creates a sense of loss, bewilderment, envy, and love that is found in moments that most neurotypicals miss. Let us not miss – let us join and become envy and enjoy those moments of bewilderment. I write poetry to help me cope with my life. It allows me to vent, to ponder, and to dream on hopes…enjoy. My other poems can be found ….

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