a Living Breathing Journal of My PTSD Journey. as I Paint through the Pain & Celebrate Life.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Every storm runs out, rain = and there will be a Rainbow........
Every storm runs of of rain, QUESTION is= who is standing beside you,when your looking on to the RAINBOW,the person who stuck out the storm,that's who........Stubborn people will end up, alone! And just maybe , they like that way..... I CHOOSE LOVE, LOVE MOTHER (Xx)