All the seasons of my life
The bright days without a cloud in the sky
The dark heavy cold rains
The crisp whips of wind through my hair
I love it all
For I am alive
Welcome! Writings surrounding courage, inspiration, resilience, healing and navigating the vicissitudes of life. Fighting for a life so worth living.
All the seasons of my life
The bright days without a cloud in the sky
The dark heavy cold rains
The crisp whips of wind through my hair
I love it all
For I am alive
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