Along with the pictures of the beautiful flowers came a poem that was so lovely but so long that I didn't make a copy of it. Just looking at the flowers tells the story of what our eyes see and how magical flowers really are. When we put flowers into a vase it brightens the entire room with a sense of smell and adds color and aliveness to our senses. We have to smile when we look at them and marvel at how truly intricate and beautiful they really are.
Our smiling friends here were two old bedraggled orphans that needed a reason to live. They found it in each other and became inseparable. The tune "That's what friends are for . . . " comes to mind and on days when I feel bedraggled I am very happy to have friends like you.
How could you not love faces like this? Cant' you feel the empathy? It just goes to show what beauty really is . . . it is all in the 'eye of the beholder'.
So today, the second day of your new week, when the job is testing your patience and there are dozens of 'things' that should be done, relax, stop and look around and find something beautiful to look at, a flower, a pet, or the hand of a friend. I'm here if you need a hug. Make your today a day of small sacrifices; be kind, do a good deed, visit a friend, say hello to a neighbor and walk into a hug. Hugs to all.
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