When I was 16, I had a clear picture in my head of how I wanted my life to be like. I had an “ideal marrying age.” At 25, I knew in my heart that I was going to be married. By 30, I’d have two kids, one girl and one boy, and I’d be
Wish I could travel more and take more pictures. So inspiring.
This was the picture she painted of you: a vision in white, happy and smiling, a little chubbier than you were when we last saw you. And just like that I felt my eyes well up with tears. I don’t know if I’m sad or if I just miss you terribly this very moment. I
have started coming true. :-<
I had the strangest dream ever. I don’t want to elaborate, but I have a feeling it’s because of my disappointments at work lately. You know it’s something big because my job has nothing been short of stellar since I started. Googled what dreaming about the office means: To dream of your work office, indicates