The memories are what hurt, not the ink. I got a tattoo this weekend in memory of my drummer friend who passed last September. He would have loved it. I still can't believe he's gone...
these six words leapt out from the sermon I heard in church this morning. Thanks Pastor Jodi. (I attend a Baptist church which has two lady ministers on the pastoral team.)We can live with peace and joy no matter...
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DynamicDbytheC says,
I have an imprint of James on my heart. Tough losing loved ones when they are young.