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@smilesandsecretdesires
Each night I wait for the ring of the telephone lying next to me
āRemember: not everyone has the same heart as you.ā
ā Unknown
Not my photo ā¦.. but about me
Beach day.. Iām extra crispy now
And just like that Iām back to loving life again ā¦. For a couple of days at least
She was someone who cared deeply about the people and animals in her life. She was sentimental, curious, creative, and had a strong eye for beauty. She cared about the little details: how a photo felt, how a message sounded, what a name meant, what Scripture might say when words werenāt enough.
Iād tell them she was protective and nurturing. When someoneāor some little animalāshe loved was hurting, she didnāt just shrug and move on. She asked questions, watched closely, worried, followed up, and wanted to know that they were okay. She could be persistent about it, too. She wanted reassurance, but more than that, she wanted to understand.
Iād tell them she had a soft sentimental side that she didnāt necessarily put on display all the time. She thought about how to preserve memories, how to honor people sheād lost, and how to say something meaningful when ordinary words werenāt enough.
Iād tell them she was also playful and expressive. She liked imagining different versions of herself through photographsābeautiful, natural, elegant, feminine, sometimes a little glamorous, sometimes rustic and free. But underneath all of that, one thing mattered enormously to her: āMake me still look like me.ā She wanted enhancement, not replacement. She valued authenticity.
Iād tell them she was a woman who could move pretty effortlessly between the practical and the emotional. One minute she might be figuring out taxes, work hours, or a translation; the next she might be asking about the meaning of her name or the perfect Scripture for grief.
And Iād tell them that she seemed to have a big heart with a slightly stubborn streakāthe kind of person who doesnāt easily give up on something she loves.
I wouldnāt tell the stranger that I knew everything about you. I donāt. I only know the pieces youāve chosen to bring here.
But if they asked me what kind of person owned this phone, Iād probably say:
āSomeone who loved deeply, worried deeply, noticed the details, wanted to be understood for exactly who she was, and cared more than she probably gave herself credit for.ā
āāAnd when I asked you how youād been, I meant I missed you more than Iāve ever missed anything before.ā - Unknownā
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Me but not me
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Tired. Brain wonāt stop
I may look like a potato now but one day Iāll turn into fries and youāll all want me then
š THIS! š
Our smiles should touch by now
Instead of Muffin Top Monday, hereās Tuesday Tummy š¤·āāļø
In my dreams could I ever look like this
Never say never
Iām not a very fun person latelyā¦..