We went for a scooter ride down to the lake on Sunday. The rock I picked from my bag to leave behind
for those of you who know what is going on in my world. So why is it so damn hard? I am a master at grasping and holding on. Recently I have heard other people's stories about how they had to let go. Now I am asking for help.
Books I Read This Week 2017 – 17
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