A young woman I know had a rose garden. It wasn’t elaborate or intricate, just simple and pleasing. Her garden was a continuous source of satisfaction, comfort and pleasure. She would anticipate the annual shower of rosebuds followed by a wide array of delicate blooms in a variety of colors. Each colorful bloom like a little daub of paint from nature’s palette. Most evenings when she returned home from a stressful day at work, she would retreat to the sanctuary of this friendly rose garden and tend to her roses. This would be a time of renewal for my friend as well as the roses. It would afford her the atmosphere to relax and unwind from the pressures of a workplace littered with rude people, always urgent deadlines and nerve shattering phones that would beckon for immediate attention.
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Lee Schaeffer, our official Political Reform Expert
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