Some days, exhaustion seems too mild a word to describe the extent of our fatigue.
Thanks will never be sufficient to communicate gratitude for all the help we receive.
Anguish feels too benign to delineate the torture of our sorrow.
And love will never be extensive enough to convey the abundance of our hearts.
JEB
1 comment:
Jenni Baby,
"Yes"...would be the understatement of the year. Harder than a Rubic's cube in the dark.
L2A4
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