virgina bluebell

Wow, yesterday's post sure did get a lot of attention. I'm so glad others were able to relate--it never ceases to amaze me how much more alike we all are than we sometimes  realize. Feeling connected to other people helps to make life just that much sweeter. Thank you for reading and sharing your feedback , I super appreciated it :)

A few days ago Jenny texted me lyrics from a Miranda Lambert song (if you like country at all, you'll love this one) that I wanted to pass along to you all here:

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you’re made of

(Yea, she's a pretty great friend.) 

The full lyrics have been looping in my head ever since:

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"Carrying the weight on the end of a limb
You’re just waiting for somebody to pick you up again
Shaded by a tree, can’t live up to a rose
All you ever wanted was a sunny place to grow

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you’re made of
‘Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You’re my Virginia Bluebell
My Virginia Bluebell

Even through the snow a flower can bloom
You just need a little push, Spring is coming soon
Umbrella in the rain, let it roll off your back
Weather what you can, realize what you have...

Put a little light in the darkest places
Put a little smile on the saddest faces..."

Sweet readers, thank you for shining light in my life and continuously putting a smile on my face. Don't forget to look up every now and again; to show the world the beauty that is you. We'd be majorly missing out if you didn't.

In Gratitude,

Trish