I was at the cutting board chopping fresh vegetables for a recipe I made up. Jeremy was taking the kids to the bank so they could indulge in a sucker. I stood there crying and chopping. So thankful.........
For FOOD
For husbands that bring home fresh fruit...
For my daughter that wrote a song about this sea shell...
| Shell let me hear your noise of the soft swaying sound of the sea. Your noise so beautiful. So shell , shell, lovely shell. Let me hear your noise. Written By: Lillian |
On the fourth of July I became so humbled and grateful for our freedom...
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