Over the years, the “picture” of what a homemaker is, or should be, has faded into one of drudgery, where a dull-minded, incapable woman fulfills her endless, boring duties of cleaning toilets, washing dishes, and vacuuming, reaping no rewards or […]
I wish I could be with you. I wish that things were different. All I can think about is you. I still fantasize about you. I still want you as much as ever. This is so hard. I don't know how to go on without you
The garden wall door was inexplicably open, his heart began to beat hard, as the chance to leave the castle was before him, but it would be dark soon, and he was so very tired that a short walk took every ounce of strength he had.