The sycamore was beautiful against the vibrant blue sky.
It's his favorite tree.
It reminded me of him, and how much I love him.
XOXO
XOXO
Value what is true...
... and right simply because it is true, not only because it happens to feel true. notes.... it feels so good to have an unrushed morning t...
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When I sat to reflect on the last few years, I expected it to look a bit like waking up after a severe storm. Broken and destroyed. Or in m... -
I'm learning that I can't want something for another person. I can only discover what is right for me. What's right for them, ...
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