Saturday, December 7, 2013

Love the one you hold

And I will be your gold.

People always think that happiness is a faraway thing,” thought Francie, “something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up; a place of shelter when it rains - a cup of strong hot coffee when you’re blue; for a man, a cigarette for contentment; a book to read when you’re alone - just to be with someone you love. Those things make happiness. 
Betty Smith (A Tree Grows In Brooklyn)

Amazing day. Flowers and celebration. Still counting stars. Speechless.

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