A Random Mission
Written Sunday....He's somewhere over the Atlantic making his way back to me.My husband - he's been in Africa....giving bits of his heart away. And this overseas heart-sharing....it came out of…
Written Sunday....He's somewhere over the Atlantic making his way back to me.My husband - he's been in Africa....giving bits of his heart away. And this overseas heart-sharing....it came out of…
I look down and I find him staring right through.It startles me. And it catches me off guard....As he looks at his mother...what kind of fruit is he feasting on?…