There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
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There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic.

— Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
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