Closed doors
“I don’t understand.” It’s a mantra that’s been ever-present lately, a thought that won’t go away. And as we walked along an overgrown path in
“I don’t understand.” It’s a mantra that’s been ever-present lately, a thought that won’t go away. And as we walked along an overgrown path in
This year has been a hot mess. From spontaneous mini friend dates to getting a tattoo. From road trips to falling more in love with
I am going to be completely honest with you. Writing these blog posts is not my favorite thing in the world. I love to write,
I would like to tell you that I do not struggle with my faith. That I go to church every Sunday and really worship while
“I don’t understand.” It’s a mantra that’s been ever-present lately, a thought that won’t go away. And as we walked along an overgrown path in
This year has been a hot mess. From spontaneous mini friend dates to getting a tattoo. From road trips to falling more in love with
I am going to be completely honest with you. Writing these blog posts is not my favorite thing in the world. I love to write,
I would like to tell you that I do not struggle with my faith. That I go to church every Sunday and really worship while
“I don’t understand.” It’s a mantra that’s been ever-present lately, a thought that won’t go away. And as we walked along an overgrown path in
This year has been a hot mess. From spontaneous mini friend dates to getting a tattoo. From road trips to falling more in love with
I am going to be completely honest with you. Writing these blog posts is not my favorite thing in the world. I love to write,
I would like to tell you that I do not struggle with my faith. That I go to church every Sunday and really worship while
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