Sometimes you try to shelter me from the storm...
sometimes we become the storm.
~life with you~
Love & hugs !💓
A Journal...
... with my hopeful thoughts & treasured memories. And my camera ready to capture the small moments that make up my story... Buddy Blond...
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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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