Friendship.
Sophia ~ |
His grace to me, I've realised, comes often as a treasure trove of unexpected friendships. They bud just in time to cushion my crash landings and distract me from my pain. Keeping in step with their blossoming makes time pass a little faster while I wait for my winter to melt into spring. In giving as well as receiving, a warmth sets in. Love makes the bitter sweet - and the fondest memories are born out of even the most difficult times.
I really should be more thankful.
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