Discerning Comrades
My world of beautiful vibrant color was suddenly a big drab black and white, and I didn’t know how to fix it!
Drowning
They say grief comes in waves. Mine didn’t. It only poured. It was drowning me, and I could not swim!
Perspectives VIII
Perspectives VIII Happy New Year Fam!! Thank you for being loyal to lettersfromthisheart even when it took forever to get the next post! This year, we will do better! ️…
