There’s just something about her
I’m on a journey. I guess you could call it a daughter journey. Some days I forget that I’m a daughter (I also have no contact […]
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I’m on a journey. I guess you could call it a daughter journey. Some days I forget that I’m a daughter (I also have no contact […]
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I’m sitting outside listening to the birds chirp their language of life and presence. Something about birds has always intrigued me. Possibly because my great-grandparents had
I have no idea why I’m sitting outside, in the sunshine and fresh air, writing. Yesterday I was in bed until 2 pm, then I went
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