Lexa Harpell: 2 books

I decided it wasnt too late to let our Dad know how much I loved him, even though he passed away several years ago. As my brother and I looked through our family photos, my thoughts drifted back to a time we spent in a sleepy fishing village. We had different perspectives on the same small...

My intention was to give a heartfelt gift to my mother; it also turned out to be one of the greatest gifts I gave to myself. By focusing on the abundance of small acts of love from my mother, many grudges and issues I previously replayed over and over in my mind throughout my life washed away in an ocean of tears.