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Heartbreak

The greatest heartbreak of my life is that no matter how much time I am given to love what I love, it will never, can never be enough. ~ cj 2015.12.10 Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook … Continue reading

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Simply Rich

Such a beautiful sunset, rich in simplicity. A few sweet details, more than enough to make it memorable. It was what I needed most…pure, clean, easy to be present for. I focused on what it was giving me, literally and … Continue reading

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Shattered

Beautiful, but so very cold when I touched it. Misleading, it turned out to be nearly hollow. Everything inside it drained out as soon as I tipped it a little. I took some photos so I would remember, then shattered … Continue reading

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My Man In The Moon

What I felt when I took this photo is still with me when I look at it now. First thing in the morning, the sun was rising while the full moon was setting. The sunrise was beautiful to be sure, … Continue reading

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Bird of Paradise

A bird of paradise solar-powered light was one of the first things I bought when I reclaimed my garden, a particularly painful place for me. For several years, I avoided it because it made my heart ache and caused me … Continue reading

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Swirls

These swirls of orange and yellow heal me. So does having friends who not only accept me, but truly respect and enjoy who I am. Thank you, my friends, for being right there with me when I stop to take … Continue reading

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This Morning’s Sunrise

This morning’s sunrise was so beautiful. I was on my deck, peanut butter and honey toast, coffee. At first, “Forever” started playing on my phone, an alarm I set that always makes me smile. But as I took some pictures … Continue reading

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