Yo’ Lucky Baby
How precious each day is, how beautiful this world is, how priceless friendship is … and that we are always one eye blink, one heartbeat, from standing before our Maker.
When I regained consciousness, stitches, bandages, tubes, and casts imprisoned my body. The slightest movement caused excruciating pain.
“Your mother just left,” a nurse said. “She was by your side all night, praying. We finally persuaded her to go home and rest. An old black man named Jaybird is waiting outside.”Welcome to CFP’s Comment Section!
The Comment section of online publications is the new front in the ongoing Cancel Culture Battle.
Big Tech and Big Media are gunning for the Conservative Voice—through their Comment Sections.
Canada Free Press wishes to stay in the fight, and we want our fans, followers, commenters there with us.
We ask only that commenters keep it civil, keep it clean.
Thank You for your patience and for staying aboard the CFP ‘Mother Ship’.
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