Growing up, I could recognize my dad’s footsteps, whether he was wearing his work shoes or his favorite worn-out house slippers.
The steady rhythm of his steps comforted me. I knew Dad was nearby, and I felt safe.
All in Loved
Do you know Whose you are?
At times, I am too hard on myself.
I focus on all my failures. I can make a long list in my mind.
While focusing on the lies, I forget the truth.