all of these lines across my face…….
tell you the story of who I am……
so many stories of where I’ve been……
and how I got to where I am…….
Today I’m looking like a bum. I laugh, I smile, I walk, I clean, I think, I dream, I feel everything deeply, I read books that might help, I play music…..and I have these photos from just an hour ago. But they only show the outside of me. Only I know what’s real (on the inside) and I’m okay with that.
thank you for stopping by, friends!
you are loved.
I love the lines on your face! They show character!
Thank you, T! I hope you and your family are doing well!
Hi!! I posted you a violet photo a ways back. Always think of you! 🙂
I saw! My phone doesn’t always send comments through for some reason. Finally had some violets bloom this week. I think they just got flattened by the torrential rain though.
I like the song you referenced. It has special meaning to me and I listen to it often.
I love that face in any form! Especially when it has a big smile! ☺️❤️
love you, too, Bridgette! HAPPY FRIDAY!
If lines tell the story, then my face is an encyclopedia!!!!! 😉