The END. What is in this for me to learn? Why am I always at the end of things, situations, and supplies? Perhaps the true lesson is this: I desperately need to get to the end of myself.
Sisters
Sisters? oh my. Is there a more complicated relationship? I, an only child, have been blessed with 4 children. But not just 4 children; 4 children in 5 Ω years.
Around the Table
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