" he
did not
teach me
how
to love
myself,
but he
was
the bridge
that
helped me
get
here."
~ I thank God every day for you~
I hope you are well.
Be safe.
💖
Journaling space....
...where the Robin sings her morning song from the maple tree, doves coo back and forth in the distance, and jet noise echoes in the dark,...
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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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