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A name is hardly ever just a name. A rose wouldn’t be as sweet, if known by any other name, of that I am certain. If I spoke of a flizbert and described red petals, thorns, and nectar that fills… Continue Reading →
What can I say Mi Amor? it’s been a tough year. With concussion and covid, these last twelve months have been anything but easy. Yet, your smile’s light didn’t diminish. Rather, your eyes radiated even more and the energy you… Continue Reading →
