Spring means waterfalls . . . and not giving up

To say I was looking forward to a day of hiking the Columbia River Gorge with my 16-year-old daughter and her friend was an understatement. Not only had our winter been long, cold, and wet, but the end of February and early March were full of heartache. My uncle had died unexpectedly, and then a […]

via Soaring on Wings Like Eagles — onewomanfallingdotcom

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