My friend, calling me on the phone & texting me, asking how I'm doing. My hubby with his thousands little acts of kindness & care every day. Mysterious boxes in the mail that smell like chocolate, coffee & books. (more about the boxes later)
I feel supported. You make the darkness inside light up a bit, just enough to see the ground beneath my feet.
Thank you.
I feel supported. You make the darkness inside light up a bit, just enough to see the ground beneath my feet.
Thank you.
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