I like my coffee black and my mornings bright. – Terri Guillemets
My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words, but I always remember the tune. – Terri Guillemets
I like my coffee black and my mornings bright. – Terri Guillemets
My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words, but I always remember the tune. – Terri Guillemets
Sometimes just looking up and seeing the light is enough. – Terri Guillemets
How long has it been since someone touched part of you other than your body? – Terri Guillemets