October 29, 2013

My dearest,

There are so few flowers that pass our way in this life, maybe. The weeds, on the other hand: so many, too many. It’s hard sometimes to differentiate between the two but I think, deep down, we know which is which.

The harder thing, I suspect, may be to decide and to act on weeding our life and letting it truly flower.

Yours, ever and always.