Well, following up yesterday’s post with some sad news. The second emerged butterfly’s wing didn’t form properly and it really can’t fly. This one won’t
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Loving and Leaving them for 32 years
Well, following up yesterday’s post with some sad news. The second emerged butterfly’s wing didn’t form properly and it really can’t fly. This one won’t
“We haven’t a clue as to what counts in the secret landscape behind the landscape we look at here.” — Charles Wright Weeds without love. Torn
Welcome to day 31 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged
Welcome to day 30 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged
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
Welcome to day 28 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged