The world, it seems, is all elbows of late. Sharp jabs in the ribs, prods in the back. And nothing is nicer, in this sort of world Than coming home to your outstretched arms.
Well hi. I'm forty-something (who ever imagines THAT as a kid?) and I love many things. Things like chocolate and children's laughter and children's laughter while eating chocolate. Also Jesus and donuts and the great outdoors. In no particular order of course.
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