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on June 24, 2026

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Lia Eve, last & first of each* Magnolia Evergreen* what can make one white as snow? it's blood dripped from a tree* memories bubble* up joy, up sorrow* white snow laying out, future for tomorrow

KKM

let's go back to July 1, shall we? time inside that chapel was sacred it was 45 min that I wish all who love you could have experienced hearing your crazy good speech that day after the impressive accolades shared by the speakers before you you, as the guest of honor, closed out with such grace and humility and the applause after you finished, how it got louder as it got longer felt to me like an equal mixture of applauding all you are mixed with an excitement for the goodness that lies ahead so many amazing things to be said about you, Kristy a child of God and lover of Him as well a devoted wife and mom a super-star professional and, a personal favorite, an intentional friend All you are is truly a gift to those lucky enough to have you in their life. So glad I'm one of them! Happiest of birthdays to you today, Love you!

June

This bundle... A favorite pic and one with varying emotions in different seasons only to return to one of merciful reconciliation. Little love is eleven today. The journey to here is beyond mysterious to me with big ups and big downs - yet even in the shifting sands, the joy along the way still far greater too than ever imagined. A strong theme since meeting her, a true joy of my life. Thank you, God, for carrying us. Thank you for the merciful gift I know her to be. Thank you for the prayers prayed for us before her arrival, along this path, and those to come. We treasure those. I ask that my heart cry for her and I reach your heart today and your great mercy cover and answer in ways I can't fathom.

beauty in the barrenness seasons stripped of life & color feel the fear acknowledge anger deal with doubt as friend not foe hold it close examine it beauty remains within delicate hope for season stripped still in His grip He's close in all the aching gems even here in lands you didn't choose as dwellings breathe & rest move ever so slowly "all works for good" is the ending

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