I can't say everything is great or everything is in place, but I can see something forming, something coming together. Hope is a strange thing, it wants to believe the in the second chances (or more), it wants to see what others say is too hard, is too far, is too impossible to come through, to overcome. I can say that while my life has not been easy and as of late, at times, far from easy I have not lost hope, it may have been small and frail but it was there.
Now what will come of it is not known, but it's also not in my hands.
So I added a new picture all about love, partly from this feeling of something forming and partly because of th