the leaving that approaches relentlessly.
Live and love now,
for there will be a day
without a morrow.
Thankful for every day.
the leaving that approaches relentlessly.
Live and love now,
for there will be a day
without a morrow.
Thankful for every day.
lillian the home poet 
I’m grieving the loss of relationship with my mother. She isn’t dead. But I had to set healthy boundaries for me. Thank you for the reminder ❤️❤️
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So Phenomenally Awesome! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀🥀
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