When my girls were babies in diapers, I spirited them away in the middle of the night and we ran. I was desperate to give them the kind of life where they could grow up free of the world’s constraints, not cowering or living in fear.
Why be a garden rose when you can be a wildflower?
But now they’re grown and gone and I’m still hiding in small-town Alaska. What do I do when a second chance at love lands right at my doorstep? Do I build up my walls? Or finally grab onto my chance to be wild and free?
Why be a garden rose when you can be a wildflower?
But now they’re grown and gone and I’m still hiding in small-town Alaska. What do I do when a second chance at love lands right at my doorstep? Do I build up my walls? Or finally grab onto my chance to be wild and free?
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