White Pumpkins and Sipping Gunpowder Tea

I sit drinking a steaming cup of Gunpowder green tea, reflecting on life’s stupendous way of confusing and closing relationships. Reflecting on my childhood and the way it’s shaped my life. The way I’ve grown up and developed as a Child of God. How I am so close to something great yet so far away?Continue reading “White Pumpkins and Sipping Gunpowder Tea”