We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Ahhh, how true it is...
I had lunch with a friend recently at work and she told me this about her ex: I don't miss him, I miss who I thought he was...interesting, no?
I thought this picture was beautiful...it's of Christ in Rio:
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