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Her hair is long, so long that if you unraveled it from its normal bun it would probably fall well below her waist. Where it used to be...

The sun has risen and there is not a cloud in the sky. There is a blue jay enjoying the first fruits of a newly filled feeder. My flowers...

When you get married people are quick to tell you about the “honeymoon phase”. Essentially a period of time where you are so head over...

It has been almost a year since I stood at the altar in front of friends and family and said I do to my best friend. Naturally, I have...

The One Two years ago on October 13th, on an unexpectedly rainy day, Lloyd got down on one knee and asked me to become his wife. In a...