I lost my granny panties. If you think I just let it go, you’re wrong. Yesteday morning I went to get my clothes from where I had hung them to dry last night and my clothes had been moved and my granny panties were gone. So far, I’ve lost underwear, laundry detergent, a hiking shirt, face wash, laundry soap, and yesterday I thought my mind might be the next to go.
Everyone Cries On The Camino
That church has me swooning. An Italian guy brought you breakfast? I’ll need to know more about that. Do I need to mail panties and face wash?
I'll have to visit that church when I do the camino. I think it would make me gasp too! What a wonderful experience!
Your prayer, idk if thats how you spell it, is so beautiful, may you be a mama someday because you'll be such a good one 🤍