Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤

Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤
With E on the run again, she meets herself in an unexpected place. And V settles down for the night miles and miles away, yearning to restore their once-alive connection.
Communicating from a place of love and desire for connection and healing really does help to close the gaps.