Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Alex's Pink Boxing Gloves

Sometimes it seems like the best hugs are from people I just met. And I don't think I'm the only one who feels that way. But it's a "life lesson". Is it realized too late?

It's not just hug - it's the portrait painted in that moment. It's a Venetian urn. It's what keeps us civil.

Thank you, Alex.,.. "Coach"... for the trifecta! And we WILL do a photo shoot with those pink boxing gloves. I am lighting the candle for your mother as I write this. One brighter star in her sky.


That is why we walk.
New beginnings.
#powerof39


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