“And the red sun sinks at last, into the hills of gold. And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns.” - Elton John
Dear Photograph,That moment in time was all about me, the little girl, and just blowing bubbles. Magically they appear and then pop all too quickly right in front of you. Some things just aren’t meant to stay for very long…Emma
“Being born into a family, you don’t even decide that, it kind of happens biologically, but when you’re adopted, your parents looked out at the whole world and picked… you.”
-And this is when I acknowledge the ones out there who were never loved, and grieving doesn’t help one bit.