Small Stones Day 5-6: Like a Rock
Fog, throws a veil over the trees and muffles the sounds of the morning, but does not quiet the chatter in my head. Last night my husband described me as a strong woman. I think that is an apt...
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Clouds and drizzle gloom and darkness lay on my soul. The journey has been filled with sorrow, and pain. These last few miles I walk alone~ the memory of your love giving me the strength to finish...
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