I smile. Broken crayons, stray Legos, and missing pencils.
Sisters, math lessons and runny noses.
In the quiet, at the end of the day….I love my life. Thank you, Lord for making me rich beyond measure.
Life with the Tribe
Burroughs Tribe
I smile. Broken crayons, stray Legos, and missing pencils.
Sisters, math lessons and runny noses.
In the quiet, at the end of the day….I love my life. Thank you, Lord for making me rich beyond measure.