Here, it’s clean. My mother said this about balled up
Kleenexes. She’d dig through her purse or her sweater pocket
and pull one out if you sneezed while driving in the car with her
. This morning I was needing a Kleenex. I was praying in my closet as we are
instructed to do in Matthew chapter 6 vs 6. I reached up and
checked my robe pocket that was hanging next to me. Sure enough
I found a scrunched up Kleenex. Right away I thought of my mom.
Scrunchy Kleenex is a forever reminder of her.
