Yesterday I FaceTimed with Nyla, my youngest grandchild, as I always do and my mask of happiness fell apart. Tears started rolling down and wouldn’t…
The message behind the words is the voice of the heart - Rumi
The message behind the words is the voice of the heart - Rumi
Yesterday I FaceTimed with Nyla, my youngest grandchild, as I always do and my mask of happiness fell apart. Tears started rolling down and wouldn’t…