My dad for me. I understand. Hard to imagine when you’re in the muck of grief, because it covers you inside and out. It becomes bearable, eventually. 💔❤️🩹❤️
I had one today, and recognized it for what it is. Appreciation of who you are by those who “see” you, even if you can’t “see”yourself at the moment. Glimmer is a poetically beautiful term. Thanks.
❤️🩹(trying to get to that patched up heart…)
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Have an awesome weekend!
❤️🩹(trying to get to that patched up heart…)