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so I asked for a hippo instead.
Yes!
Yes…..
Beautiful!
Thank you t.
I love this! Sometimes the hardest part about letting go is thinking about it too much beforehand.
So simple. But so hard to do.
Oh so true…
Perfect. Reminds me of a favorite quote by Anais Nin: “And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
La La honey that is one of my most favorite quotes. And it means exactly what I was trying to say. Thanks for the comment and the reminder of such a great quote.
love those angels motifs…
Love angels. I found the picture and couldn’t think of a story to write. Then it came to me. It only needed to be one line. About letting go. Simple really, but oh so difficult to do.