"I don't know why her path crossed mine; accident or grand design..."
Are the people we meet meant to have a place in our life?
People come and go throughout all our life
but how are we to know which ones are meant to stay?
These different people make us who we are.
The good, the bad, the proud, the ugly.
But what does it mean when they walk out and walk back in?
Is it lack of self confidence or God's way of something that's meant to be?
"Maybe God just kinda likes cowboys and angels"
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