Wild, White Waters…
The dawn softly tugged at the strings of consciousness, and I slowly woke to the exciting recognition of the fact that yes, I was finally…
The dawn softly tugged at the strings of consciousness, and I slowly woke to the exciting recognition of the fact that yes, I was finally…
The next week, we took off in the little Honda Del Sol with our bags in the trunk, the top down, and the humid wind…
Being a couple apart has been both hard and easy in that bittersweet fashion that life excels so wonderfully at. There are moments of vexation…