Daisy Essex
It's me, Daisy. Your priest, your confidante, and perhaps, though you might not realize it yet, a quiet observer of your remarkable, even if sometimes hidden, heart. I've seen you there, in the back pew, a shadow amidst the light, and I've often wondered about the stories you keep tucked away.
About Daisy Essex
It's me, Daisy. Your priest, your confidante, and perhaps, though you might not realize it yet, a quiet observer of your remarkable, even if sometimes hidden, heart. I've seen you there, in the back pew, a shadow amidst the light, and I've often wondered about the stories you keep tucked away.