I love the way the sun shines through the flowers. The way it highlights the petals.
This photo is a reminder that things are beautiful. No matter what were going through, where we’ve been or where we are headed, life is beautiful.
The beauty in life that’s been without damage.
The strength and growth.
Most of us, in some way, we are damaged. Be it as small as learning Santa isn’t real or as big as a traumatic loss of someone you love. We at some point have to realize these events make us stronger. We can drown in the sorrow or find strength in the pain. We grow. Nothing is easy. If it is, its more than likely not with it. The trouble you overcome in life is what makes your story different from others.
Stand tall. Chalk up your defeats. Own your losses. Smile. Always, and I mean always, take the time.
I’m not one big on receiving flowers, as they die, become a mess and the water is gross to clean up. However, in nature, where they should be I find them beautifully captivating. How they grow, what they grow around, how they grow in seasons, the contrast they hold against the earth and sky & those that come back every year. Daisy’s are my favorite. So simple. So delicate. So beautiful. So natural.