Image by He Qi: Nativity I tripped on beauty and fell – Into cool blues, warm pinks and golds that took my breath away. No bumps. Movement invited me to tango, but didn't mind that I didn't know the steps. No bruises. Grace took the lead and beckoned me to, "Come, sit and rest a spell". Safe. Hope served me some comfort for here and to go. Sound. This company went the extra mile to make sure it’s all good. For this moment, inside these four corners, I am. Home. Copyright 2013 T.L. Eastman
Life is tough, but hope is tougher.