May 2, 2024
It's one of the hardest things about death… the end of trying to reconcile ourselves to each others differences. It feels like something important left undone.
It's one of the hardest things about death… the end of trying to reconcile ourselves to each others differences. It feels like something important left undone.
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."