For life, for love, for grace, for chances to begin again, for friends who listen and encourage and pray, for kids who make me smile, for older (and wiser) people who know things I don't, for photographs that freeze beautiful memories, for a mind that remembers even more than the photographs could capture, for a certain handkerchief in my possession, for a God that has a plan much better than my own, for a man that loves me, for his boys that love me too, for things and people and situations that drive me to my knees, for the growth that can only come in difficult and painful situations, for a place that is being prepared for me.
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You speak the language of elegance. Wonderfully put.
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