He feels like green-laden fields bathed in sticky summer. I shower in that joy daily.
I wish time would slow down. Maybe then I’d be so overflowing that I could sustain myself on the mere memory of what this feels like
Cassidy’s treasures
In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec...
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In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec... -
I count myself with the most fortunate to have little toes to call piggies and little giggles to tickle out Her toys sprinkled around our ...