Life is unpredictable. It changes with the seasons. Even your coldest winter happens for the best of reasons. And though it feels eternal, like all you'll ever do is freeze. I promise spring is coming and with it, brand new leaves. (poem and picture by Erin Hanson)
I like it and its poetic but it's not true. You are not defined by this either you are defined by Christ and that is much more lovely. Although I still really like this....Ғσℓℓσω ғσя мσяɛ ɢяɛαт ριиƨ>>>> Ғσℓℓσω: нттρ://ωωω.ριитɛяɛƨт.cσм/мαяιαннαммσи∂/.
Not only can you get your literary passport stamped twice with Hemingway's romp through Paris and Pamplona, but you can enjoy an immersive mood piece about the highs and lows of drunken, rambling youth.