31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 29 ~ The night is dark, and I am far from home

Welcome to day 29 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged

31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 28 ~ What’s left of kisses?

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31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 27 ~ All These Scraps

Welcome to day 27 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged

31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 26 ~ Fickle

Welcome to day 26 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged

31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 25 ~ Bedrock Gardens Field Trip

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31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 24 ~ How Much Wholeness is Present?

Welcome to day 24 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged

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