Seventeen years ago, we had no idea what lay ahead of us. We've turned toward one another through the darkest valleys of loss and pain. We've walked alongside one another up the peaks of rebuilding, building, and dream-making. We are such different
You can cut the tension with a knife.You can feel the unspoken.You're thinking the same thing that probably everyone else is thinking. And yet, no one is naming it. The meeting goes on.Trudging through the muck of unspoken tension.Attempting to just get
Sometimes a good nugget comes out in my stories and I make it teach…fresh face, dirty hair, and all.
Who can you love on today? Today, I hope you receive mine.