There are so many hearts in my heart. They keep me busy and interfere with my time alone as they keep arriving. I know that they are also in so many other hearts. For many of them I wish they understood how many hearts they are in. They think they are un-loved.
There are so many hearts in my heart. They keep me busy and interfere with my time alone as they keep arriving. I know that they are also in so many other hearts. For many of them I wish they understood how many hearts they are in. They think they are un-loved.
My wife was Catholic, Irish Catholic…non practicing. I told her I’d convert but she would have none of it. Oh well. I like Christianity