17.05.2026
In response to Brenda’s weekly Prompt: https://wp.me/p1CKcK-Zt
Words : lifetime, share ,relax connect, place, last, class, awe, home ,will ,years, trip
Sunday Whirl — #757
There are years that pass like weather, and then there are the ones that become a lifetime.
A quiet trip through memory—the last bell of a forgotten class, the way we learned to share silence, to connect without words.
Some people become a place, a kind of home you carry inside—where your tired heart can relax, even after distance.
And sometimes, unexpectedly, you stand in awe—realizing love was never a moment.
It was the quiet will to stay.
With love
— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫
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