Smell
I read this (read everything you write) and I just feel mad. I know it's not my place but I can't help it. I'm so mad at cancer. Love you, Barb.
Then I catch a new glimpse into the you-ness of you. Love you.
I read this (read everything you write) and I just feel mad. I know it's not my place but I can't help it. I'm so mad at cancer. Love you, Barb.
Then I catch a new glimpse into the you-ness of you. Love you.