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I went out the mailbox the other day, found a hand addressed letter and thought, how nice! Someone took the time to put pen to paper like we used to.
And then I read it.
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Damn.
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It seems Covid 19 has stopped those annoying Jehovah Witnesses from knocking on our door…
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But they’ve found an alternate way to try and spread their word.
Oh well, I’m sure the post office appreciates the added revenue.
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River's world..... 
I think they saw your squirrel and ran away…
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You can’t blame them.
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Did I ever tell you about my dad’s tendency to inviting strangers into the house? Didn’t matter what they were selling or preaching. Noone ever stayed for long or returned because my dad would bore them to death with his monologues of epic proportions. Maybe send this person my dad’s way.
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Great idea. Thanks!
Would he care for a red squirrel as well…?
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Sure, she’ll make a great addition to the two nesting pigeons, dogs and fish.
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I have a feeling if they were handling the issues politicians have blundered we would have avoided so much pain. I would definitely vote for God’s Kingdom. Most sensible thing I have seen all year.
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Second that!
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Let them in, hand them a paint brush and put the squirrel in their car.
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I like it!
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I have NEVER had one of them knock at my door–NEVER!!!
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I have lived in one of the most hard to find properties in London. Someone would have to break through two lots of enormous bolted gates to find my front door.
But I went all the way to Australia and when I had terrible jet leg two of ladies with their Bible journals were very kind to me and cared for me until I was feeling better.
The next day I was back in the same area. I looked out for them to see if they were around so I could thank them for their kindness the day before. They were not there. So I was walking towards Adelaide botanical gardens and I saw one of their displays but with a man and woman standing there rather than the two young girls from the day before. I walked past them because there were a group of young man asking them questions. Anyway, I passed them again and approached the lady just to mention that two of her colleagues had been very kind to me and I wanted to thank them.
It led to a fascinating conversation. We met a couple of times when I was in Australia and since I came back to London she has been keeping in touch. I think that her wonderful emails have kept me strong during 2020. There were times when I was so exhausted with our work and so discouraged by attitudes around me. But every time I have been close to breaking there has been an email from her in my inbox with something truly wonderful.
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How lovely. It’s wonderful to find people like that…
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It’s a joy to find people who smile like they know something that other people don’t! ❤
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Really? How odd.
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Love the way you illustrated this post.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCKING ON HEAVEN”S DOOR.
I wonder if they handwrite notes so you know they are “sincere.”
Hallelujah, sister!
I pray that you let them into your heart AND your living room.
And make room for that squirrel too!
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There is no room in my heart for that squirrel!
😡
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The creepiest thing about the whole letter? That very odd signature. It looks very angry…
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Well, think how many she had to write….
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We have one of their halls about 2 blocks from us. I can usually spot them before they get to the door so I don’t answer it. Yes, can be very annoying!
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I see someone got a photo of my ex husband’s front door knocker…
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May I just say…. eww.
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