I was thinking about my loved departed friend and teacher Jan Thomas, when I my mind thought ..'gold star' 'gold star'. Later that week I visited a friend that has a child. I came home and sat beside my mother ( whom I am caring for) and somthing fell off my clothing. It was a gold star the size of a twenty cent piece. I am taking that as I am doing a good job.
I am keeping my gold star. I have put it in my walet to remind me ... I am doing a good job :)
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