Before I continue on telling your about that Karaoke night, there is something I must say.
Thank you to all who have been praying for my daughter and grandsons. I appreciate your loving prayer, more than you know. May God bless you.
In addition, I would like to thank everyone who donates blood. Your gift of life, has been gratefully received. Thank you. May God bless you, always.
Gordon used to give blood, before he got really sick and later, died. He had a rare blood type. If for some reason he forgot to make an appointment, the Red Cross blood bank people would call him and ask him to come in. He always did, until he himself was ill and could no longer do this.
I realize there are some people who cannot give blood. Not just those who aren't sick, but also those who have auto-immune diseases, like MS, or Lupus and/or AS (Ankylosing Spondylitis) which are diseases that develop in people who are Rheumatoid arthritic.
So, once again, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Without your blood, my daughter may not have lived through either of these times when her hemoglobin levels were dangerously low. May God bless you, for this.
To those who can give blood and haven't, I pray that God will put it on your heart to do so. To help someone in need of a gift of life. May God bless you...
Now, to begin telling you more about that Karaoke night. The one where my friend JB was visiting in town, after flying in from out in western Canada. The one where my daughter B met with us and other friends. The evening where a man asked me to dance, and I did.
If you read previously about that evening you'll know that JB and most of us in the group were drinking either soda water with lemon or lime, or tea, like me! You'll also know that I had given JB a copy of my book and our group copies of a bookmark advertising my book and websites.
Well, as the night went on, people who were friends with M at our table, came over. It seemed like news ran throughout the place, that I had written my book Love Never Fails You...
From time to time, people came over and looked at JB's copy. At the bar, I overheard some people talking, saying how they need to read my book. One fellow asked me if he could buy a copy, but I had already given out two (2) copies that I had on hand, other than JB's copy.
One went to the fellow I danced with. He told me that his life had fallen apart. So, I signed a copy and gave it to him. The other copy went to a friend of his.
There is much more to say about this, so I hope you'll stay tuned!
Until next time...
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