Greetings, Magava
I imagine you up there, cracking jokes, making the angels laugh until they cry. I miss you. Are you truly gone? The last time...
I imagine you up there, cracking jokes, making the angels laugh until they cry. I miss you. Are you truly gone? The last time...
The girls and I are sitting outside with Priscilla, trying to engage her in conversation so she wouldn’t be too consumed by her father’s [&h...