My dad was in his late 40's when I was born. That's increasingly normal these days, but as a child, I noticed that my dad was older than the rest and it only added to my crippling anxiety that I lived with (and some days still do). Every time I was away from my parents-… Continue reading Life, Fear, and the Heaven That Awaits
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Reminisce
the grass is as green as I can remember it's warm under our bare feet you hum a tune while staring off into the fields i didn't recognize the song maybe it's one from before, you whisper things were beautiful then
