A father carries pictures where his money used to be.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with love, compassion, kindness, and the vibrant colors of your unique self-expression.
Martyrdom does not end something, it is only a beginning.
The bell strikes one. We take no note of time.
“It is our choices . . . that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”
Grow through what you go through.
A father carries pictures where his money used to be.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with love, compassion, kindness, and the vibrant colors of your unique self-expression.
Martyrdom does not end something, it is only a beginning.
The bell strikes one. We take no note of time.
“It is our choices . . . that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”
Grow through what you go through.