April 26
Sunday again, I feel like I am tracking life on the number of Sundays since time stood still. Time can’t stand still no matter how much we would want it to. Time is the most precious thing we experience and yet none of us can truly own it. I never used to have enough time, now I look to find better use of it. Our Sunday morning lazed again, we had big plans, things to do; fishing, biking, yard Read more