My mother came over the yesterday, and reminded me of something from when I was a kid ("blast from the past", if you will). She asked Eamon if he was going to say his "Angel of God" prayers before he went to bed. I haven't said that prayer in years, but it's of course ingrained and etched into my memory as I always had to say it before I went to bed:
Angel of God, my Guardian Dear,
To whom God's love, commits me here,
Ever this day, be at my side,
To light and guide, to rule and guard,
Amen.
(Or should I said "Eamon", amirite?)
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A few more days left. A lot more things left to plan? Or is it all a diversion? (since I know Argay might be reading this)
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