A Summer’s Dream
I’ve found you. I’ve found you in the sounds of rushing water returning to the sea. Ages spent playing on her banks, feet frozen in the current, now have me longing to bathe in her […]
I’ve found you. I’ve found you in the sounds of rushing water returning to the sea. Ages spent playing on her banks, feet frozen in the current, now have me longing to bathe in her […]
When you stop being the fixer you can truly love someone with all of you, and not just the part of you carrying the toolbox.
…they will forever be bound in the life that births their quest, and the quest that births their life.
Neither the summit nor the valley defines me. Each has left its own mark of comedy and tragedy on the pages of my life.