A friend is hurting and it hurts me, too. I want to take away the pain, I want to grab it in my hands and sit on it, keeping it from heading into your heart. It doesn’t work that way.
I hate that it doesn’t work that way.
I’m reminded, again, how fragile life is. How one moment can be so delightful and beautiful and the next … just the opposite.
I think, the only thing I can really do, is cherish the delightful. Observe the beautiful. And be there, ready, for when she needs me.
My new favorite flower from my old favorite Valentine
so many favorite things in this photo
He sparkles. (and his ready for his surgery tomorrow!)
favorite things on my desk