boiworx:
Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.
boiworx:
Let loose of what you can't control. Serenity will be yours. A tribute to Francis M. (1964 - 2009)
boiworx:
Clouds come floating into life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to the sunset sky.
