Words of others are stepping stones to a world that often does not greet us kindly. Searching for meaning is futile when we only consult books for answers. Our steps begin to count when we experience a whole host of situations. The circle becomes complete when we permit our thoughts to reside at an open door for another to walk through. What love we missed growing we gain by living. I love sharing this journey with you. J Follow the Son

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