The Ground Underneath my Feet
Love it.
"Home has become a kind of prayer. A place I long for, which feels more made-up with every year that passes."The most beautiful thing I've read for a while. Thank you for that. :)
Aw. Thanks. Miss you both so much!
Love it.
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ReplyDeleteThe most beautiful thing I've read for a while. Thank you for that. :)
Aw. Thanks. Miss you both so much!
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