Many of my fellow Minnesotans. They’re complaining. About
the weather. Haven’t seen the sun for 10 days, and counting. For a while, it
all seemed so strange. After all, I had observed the sun. Daily. Without a
single miss. But then. I realized. I’m
blessed. With my Italian true love. She’s my sunshine. Doesn’t matter if the
skies are gray. I have sunshine. Morning. Noon. Night. Amazing. The power of
one’s mind. In love. –Jim Broede
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