Time Marches On
Time passes, people heal, but where love resided, grief remains.
Read MoreMy world shattered when I became a widow. I am now attempting to reassemble the broken shards into something damaged, fractured, and scarred, yet beautiful.
Time passes, people heal, but where love resided, grief remains.
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Read MoreSometimes the best way to grow is to remove the boundaries we no longer need.
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