We rumble over bridges, wheels rolling across weathered slats, dappled shadows stretching. Zoe takes the lead, crouching low, blonde hair...
I'm a daughter of the King equipped to write; wife to the love of my life; mother to three beautiful souls who allow me--by grace--to share their lives with all of you. All Glory to the One who IS, who WAS, and who IS TO COME! He loves you. Feel embraced.