Dance on broken glass, build castles with shattered dreams and wear your tears like precious pearls. Proud. Strong. Unshakable. ~Anita Krizzan
Jan 2, 2018
01/02/18
I'm sitting home alone as Russel has gone to pick up
his son ZAK for the day. ZAK is in the Navy and we
haven't seen him for five years. He's a great lad.
yule wedding visits
childrens faces souls mirror
both joy and sorrow
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