I keep, beside my bed, an empty picture frame.  Silver and glitter and shining. Sun across snow.  I got it to hold the future that exists in my someday, when I shall look back and say, I was like a palm tree once. Storm bent. Nearly flattened to the ground. But now, sun and silver and glitter and shining again. Tall, in a brighter season.


8 thoughts on “Faith

    • Dina, thank you so much, for telling me about your son’s name and the reason behind it. I love what you’ve said. You know, I never knew until recently that palm trees actually get stronger the more they are tested by storms. It makes it all worth it somehow, knowing when the brighter days come I will be a stronger person. Thank you again for your thoughtful comments. ❤

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