“I’m standing on a beach. I can feel the sand beneath my feet. I can…smell the ocean. I can hear the waves crashing, and it all just feels so familiar to me. I don’t look around; I can’t see what’s out there, but…somehow…I just know. I know because I’ve been there.” “Okay, so this is …
Love Knows No Color Pt. 21
After Grandma Duncan’s funeral, I was in a daze for a long time. As Grandpap had told me, Shavonda was willing and able to be the rock I needed, the steadying influence in a life that seemed out of control. I was stressed out from work. As usual, summertime was extremely busy and my truck …