Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Friday, November 21st, 2014


Spent some time at the cafe this morning creating words. Words that no one is likely to ever see. But words were strung together into beautiful sentences and my heart was happy.


Sitting down to lunch with Jeanne was a blessing. A friend. A lovely woman. Smart, beautiful, and funny. I am grateful for the abundance of ladies in my life. Never before have I been so blessed!

Whiskey & Sharing

Marilyn proves to me over and over what being a friend really looks like. She was my first friend in Seattle and she is a forever friend. I am so damn grateful for her sense of humor, her brilliance which blows me the hell away, and her support…always her support. She sees me through the lens of beauty and possibility in a way that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to see myself. And for that glimpse…I am so very grateful.

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