Whether sickness, disease, aged-ness or just plain ole’ tired and worn out…please don’t count me out! Just like this rose though it might seem withered and finished, I believe that is when we see the true beauty and essence come forth. This rose will join all my other dried roses to me their beauty never fades! 💕
If you know me well you know I love my morning coffee…today I decided to have extra whipped because I can 😁🌼💛
It was hard to miss his tender heart at the sight of forgotten leaves
They remind her of dried vintage pink roses~She had pressed between the pages of time.
When my heart
felt yours
It smiled because
it knew
Your heart knew
it is loved
Love
is one of those things
that is hard to find
words to express
what is felt so deeply
It remains a wordless
expression only felt
with the heart
It takes a certain kind of recklessness to love me bravely 🦋
Paul’s beautiful waiting for Spring photo I love it ❤
How’s this for an answer to our prayers ? Wow
What an amazing answer
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