“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”

― Mary Jean Irion

When left on your own, you often seem to reach new heights (and new trouble).  Photo by Olivia Gatti Facebook :: Website

When left on your own, you often seem to reach new heights (and new trouble). 

Photo by Olivia Gatti

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these are the kind of looks i receive lately.  i have become a major grump.  you all sneak around getting into everything.  then in waddles the buzz killer.  that is how you see me.  i am okay with this because i know all of this will pass in time.  plus, if you are going to turn the world upside, it makes me happy to see you doing it side by side.   Photo by Heather Robinson Photography Blog :: Facebook

these are the kind of looks i receive lately.  i have become a major grump.  you all sneak around getting into everything.  then in waddles the buzz killer.  that is how you see me.  i am okay with this because i know all of this will pass in time.  plus, if you are going to turn the world upside, it makes me happy to see you doing it side by side.  

Photo by Heather Robinson Photography

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