He stands open and relaxed with a hand outstretched toward me. The hand he has before me is rough, calloused, as if he has been working hard labor since his youth. It has a wound that I can see through, that has not healed, and yet is not actively bleeding. His hand is cupped upwardsContinue reading “Come to Me”
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What More Can I Do
I have been busy lately. There are just so many tasks on my to-do list, and it seems like I will never finish them. My sons and husband give me much to do, some of which I like to do. However, I have added things to my list that may, for some, be viewed asContinue reading “What More Can I Do”
Coffee with Candee 