a former flame or an old sweater
i has been said it takes nearly half the time you spent in a relationship to truly move on and feel at peace. four trips around the sun later, it appears i am moving along right on schedule.
i has been said it takes nearly half the time you spent in a relationship to truly move on and feel at peace. four trips around the sun later, it appears i am moving along right on schedule.
i believed myself immune to the spontaneous natural happenings… unable to be fazed by the mini moments of wonder occurring almost constantly in my own backyard. my family moved to the house i live in now before i began kindergarten. as we drove up to the house for the first time, i asked my parents why there was green carpet outside the house.
wishing you and your family the happiest, healthiest, and most delicious thanksgiving. thank you all for your endless love and friendship. ^^ my cup overflows with your blessings. psalm 23:5. ^^
“those who tell the stories rule the world.” .hopi american indian proverb sometimes attributed to plato
the question suggests the ability to define humans by the way we earn our living. that the hours spent on the 9-5 grind some how can sum a person up.
when she asked me if i had a husband of my own, i explained i would in june and started to cry. i told her of the silly argument anthony and i had that morning. i felt like a fool.
big weddings are a blast. there is nothing quite like being a part of an all out love extravaganza, but ‘over the top amazing’ has become the new normal in the wedding world.
i am my best when i am training in the cold and i refuse to let this fall and winter season pass me by while i sit indoors. i will feel cool air moving in and out of my lungs. i will watch pink december sunsets as i turn over mile after mile.
i have not seen worry dolls in over a decade. the moment i laid eyes on them in the shop i was eleven years old again.
This weekend New Jersey experienced unseasonably warm Indian Summer temperatures. To take advantage of weather, the mister and I met Donna, her husband Pierre, and their baby boy Mateo at the New Jersey Botanical Gardens.