My life doesn’t feel like a long and winding road. It seems more like a series of bridges to cross. Bridges that are much too close together.
My life doesn’t feel like a long and winding road. It seems more like a series of bridges to cross. Bridges that are much too close together.
At least it’s bridges and not river crossings sans bridge . . .
Hi, Cathy. I’m not really sure what link brought me here, but I wanted to tell you I am enjoying reading your blog, and I wish you all the best with your labor and delivery with Evan. (and all the other bridges you come across…)