The moments, days, weeks, months, life screams by me and I stand with a loss of words to write down. I'm always searching for ways to express my soul, grasping at quotes and lyrics and scriptures that glimpse of ways He whispers daily to me. It often blurs together and I look back and... it's already March? When did that happen?
Life as an adult is an interesting thing. It's full of surprises, but somehow I don't mind at all.
I love the gifts that...