Before the napkins had come, the sound could be heard, below conversations resumed, of water dripping onto the floor. I smiled.
It Is Not Fitting?
Some reflections on society's rejection of women's expressions of anger and passion.
A blog space for pause; rest and reflection, where I write as I learn to be present and intentional in life's journey toward eternity.
Before the napkins had come, the sound could be heard, below conversations resumed, of water dripping onto the floor. I smiled.
Some reflections on society's rejection of women's expressions of anger and passion.