There is something about staring into the eyes of a little one. Those deep pools of wide-eyed contemplation…able to stare right back with unabashed curiosity. It is a silent mutual acknowledgment between two bits of humanity… knowing that we will somehow change each other’s life in some measurable way. There is something about receiving a …
My whispers in the wind – Charlsey Jane
my dreams, desires, random thoughts
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 