You Live Only Once

Its impossible, To have lived without any remorse. Its what we take with us When we are laid down after we pass.



What is home? It's certainly not a place. It is a feeling. A feeling of being with the people you care about, of being blessed. It's a feeling of being around a group of people who, no matter what, you cannot get bored of. Being family is one part of calling one another home. Our … Continue reading Home