Laura Parks

  • Laura Parks
    Published 11 days ago
    Grace as my Narrative

    Grace as my Narrative

    Seven years ago, my feet walked the beaches of the Bay of Bengal. It was as if I was living someone else’s life. A dream for sure. There for business and fun but my mind’s eye was as excited as a child’s who shakes a snow globe over and over again and can’t believe the magic in front of her.