Quote: And I would be hard-pressed not to ask the whisperers if they had spent as much time praying for the man and his wife as they had spent gossiping about them.
I actually feel bad for these people who have nothing better to do than disparage a man for persuing happiness in the face of his tragic loss. These are people who, unfortunately, equate goodness with suffering.
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"
