Beauty in the Hidden

I long for words--words that capture and keep, that love and let go, words that remind me to look twice.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Loose gravel on a broken road.

I am tripping, falling;

Reaching for grace.

~Heather Westover

Photo: flickr.com

Heather Westover: Let's face it, the beginning of friendships are always a bit awkward... I wish there was an easy way to tell you about me. If only I could rattling off a list of all the amazing things I've done and the cool places I've been. But so far my "list" is a bit lacking, it's more of a "dreams-in-progress-list" that reads something like this: I hope soon to graduate from college, to raise my kids the very best I can, to someday taste Italy from a little street cafe, and maybe dip a toe or two in the sky blue water of the Caribbean...