It all started the other night when I crawled into bed, weary but more fulfilled than I ever had been. I laid there, with not even the energy to roll over and face my husband, and so I looked up past the ceiling as if I was speaking to the heaven's, and I whispered, "when we're 95, sitting outside,...
It all started the other night when I crawled into bed, weary but more fulfilled than I ever had been. I laid there, with not even the energy to roll over and face my husband, and so I looked up past the ceiling as if I was speaking to the heaven's, and I whispered, "when we're 95, sitting outside,...