“She seemed a compound of the autumn leaves and the winter sunshine …” ― Virginia Woolf, Night and Day That’s the way this day in

Loving and Leaving them for 32 years
“She seemed a compound of the autumn leaves and the winter sunshine …” ― Virginia Woolf, Night and Day That’s the way this day in
Welcome to Day 19 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged