Thristina Woodhams
Her child was a whisper against her lips far before he took his first breath. She birthed a soldier in her dreams a million times. But none would match the one that God sent to her. She prayed upon weak knees and begged to what seemed like deaf ears. But the very first moment he opened his eyes, she felt the familiar warmth of love that was trapped in them. At that moment she knew, he was her destiny, he was her purpose, and he was the reason that God put her here.
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