Perhaps the wise look at a list of traits, not for which ones apply to them, but when/how…
Tag Archives: midlife
Big D. Dad. Bob. Dad’s Boys. The sport of kings
Thanks Mrs. K. Louis Armstrong was right: What a wonderful world.
Words. Nice. Depression. Fraud.
Jane asked Dick, “Who do people say that I am?”
I *am* being loved (Richard Rohr & Ilia Delio)
Sometimes when things feel a little grim to me, I forget. I *am* being loved.
Brother
My sisters are my brother too.
Protected: Home and grief and my sons
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