Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. – Terri Guillemets
If God asks that you bend, bend and do not complain. He is making you more flexible, and for this be thankful. – Terri Guillemets
Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. – Terri Guillemets
If God asks that you bend, bend and do not complain. He is making you more flexible, and for this be thankful. – Terri Guillemets
What do I want to be when I grow up? Happy. I want to be happy. And useful, loved, loving, healthy, wise, free, strong. – Terri Guillemets
I feel my body, my mind, weighted down — all is heavy — but my blood, my inner fire, my passion, the little unburdened kid in me, patiently waits to burst free. Some of us die never having burst. – Terri Guillemets