I have a little phrase I’ve been repeating to myself as a reminder of my appetite. And no, I don’t mean peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, although I’m down if you have some to share. I mean appetite as in what I’m hungry for, what I want my life to be about and in turn,Continue reading “FHFYFUFU”
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A Love Story: Part Four
As I slid the folded paper back into my pocket, the pastor asked for her vows. Her sister, standing nearby reached out with the handwritten vows, passed them to her, and she read. I can’t remember the first time I saw you. Some people have a clear memory of the first time they met the one theyContinue reading “A Love Story: Part Four”