when we are little we know there is magic in the world. we feel it. we make it with our paintbrush, we hear it in the rustling leaves, we sense the chills up our spine in the evening dew. as we grow, the ordinary seems to creep in, taking over the way we live our moments.
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About Me
- liv
- wife & mother of 4 beautiful children, 2 girls & 2 boys. small business co-owner; catering and a restaurant/alehouse, writer, gardener, lover of freedom and humility found in christ, small town enthusiast, book reader, admirer of noble truths, beauty and love
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