December 2010
39 posts
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved —loved for...
– Victor Hugo (via kari-shma)
the world looks different each year that passes like a little lens that I peer through and see a wider landscape my life spreading out I see my children and how they dance wild along the continuum of time the time that slices slowly for them that moves so slightly that they never see me change they never see me jumping up and down in the backdrop of the day raging and screaming for it to...