plainoldsarah stories
Monday, June 30, 2008
Henry eyring
I wish I were him. Well, except for the painful death from cancer part. I'm watching a program about his life. I am impressed with his faith, courage, patience, testimony, hard work, intelligence, etc.
My foot hurts. And i'm sick of lying in bed.
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