Every November marks a new beginning for me, ever since I started doing this crazy thing. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ magnitude
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Every November marks a new beginning for me, ever since I started doing this crazy thing. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ magnitude The tree-filtered sunlight projected the smiley faces drawn on the frosty bus windows across the gray seat backs, and they danced and smiled and stretched larger as we drove along. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ butterfly effect dad was such a busy guy throughout my childhood, but he made room for us in his life in such a big way. i can still smell the diesel and dry grass from all the naps i took slung over the tractor toolbox with one of his button down shirts to snuggle up to, and taste the warm well water from the soda bottle with which i would wash down the dust. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ oh, brother |
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