night-time, the conversing is finished at last (and oh, the conversations of the heart…), and it’s quiet. shockingly so. i light candles, sip tea, pray for those who’ve been up late…
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this post was written a couple months ago, as a journal entry of sorts. i’ve felt it was important to chronicle a season in our lives of much learning, much growing,…
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it’s summer. in florida, that means it’s hot. and by hot, i mean i don’t want to step outside the front door unless i’m headed to the pool or the beach. …