This is it. Pull out a rag & with my slate, I wipe it clean. The past is done & I'm growing another year older, with little to show for it. Until today....
Life is going by & I've acted like I was a car broken down on the side of road. Such a coward!
I've got the blinker on & now merging back onto the road! I'm not, a moment longer, a slave to my past. And thank You God always for this!
I'm writing! This makes me happy, gives me comfort when it's…Continue
Added by Desirea Nicolle Fox on May 8, 2019 at 10:19pm — No Comments