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Throughout our lives, we pass by many rest areas. Places where we pause and linger and then move on from. Each rest area bestows upon us a stamp — sometimes it’s a nickname, sometimes it’s a trauma, sometimes it’s a healing. But a rest stop is just that — a blip on the journey of our lives.
Ann Litts
Mary DeVries
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I love this imagery. So much truth here.
I delight, despair and write about a life lived around the world. Fueled by Yorkshire Gold tea.
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