after 4 long years she stepped gingerly on its shores. greeted by a gentle drizzle, hopes were riding abnormally high.
and that was the root of the fiasco. a long absence gave her awkwardness. she has long forgotten how to behave in such situations.
now she clings to memories of good times. in preference to nurturing regrets. how one is more aware of missed opportunities in retrospect is incredible.
another lesson learned the hard way. another mile of wisdom for the pain.
but she is the ever grateful count-your-blessings person she hopes to be to her children most importantly.
always count your blessings. always be grateful.
a tiny pebble on the beach is as beautiful as the brilliantly sparkling southern stars....
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