“I salute the light within your eyes where the whole universe dwells. For when you are at that center within you and I am at that place within me, we shall be one.” ― Crazy Horse My maternal grandmother was affectionately known as Gram, a stout woman, though inherently not obese with a face sunken … Continue reading Gram
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