Just searching for the good stuff .
Posted on November 24, 2018
by Bonnie Rae
At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it. –Arthur Golden I’m grinding my teeth again and sleep is elusive….
Category: Echoes, Finding joy, Friends, Loss, LoveTags: AA, Autumn, Brokenness, Changes, comfort, Friends, Healing, Heartbreak, Kindness, Loss, Love, Truth
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