• Forgiveness, she was only required to accept the seed of healing, and to let it grow on its own time

    H. L. Balcomb
  • Suddenly, he felt a tremendous stirring of hope inside his heart; it filled his whole body with its warmth. I may not be that much of a broken man, he thought to himself

    H. L. Balcomb
  • Kill him with your blessings of healing

    H. L. Balcomb
  • His Nana's prayers were moving toward his mother like little butterflies of thoughts wrapped in the most beautiful colors. Each prayer looked like a mini-rainbow

    H. L. Balcomb
  • He was humbled by her infinite love toward him - it shone through even in his afterlife

    H. L. Balcomb
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