May 14, 2018 / Life
Wounds & Scars
Strolling through a quiet town after dinner we talked about life in a way we hadn’t before. Usually, conversations like this are blurted out between sobs of frustration. Tonight we talk about pain…about my pain…but tonight we talk about it in a place of peace. An hour ago we ate tacos and laughed at the memories of our first date at that exact table nearly...