Maggie ShayneNov 8, 20101 min readHe’s home! My well wasHe’s home! My well was running dry, but he’s like a gentle, soaking, life-renewing rain filling my heart to brimming again. I missed him!
He’s home! My well was running dry, but he’s like a gentle, soaking, life-renewing rain filling my heart to brimming again. I missed him!