BY THE DOZENS

121212 more | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk

If I began to tell you all the things that the number twelve means to me, and all the crazy, crazy, crazy stories I have around this number colliding with my life in just plain flat-out insane and lightning-bolt-from-heaven ways (CRAZY, I tell you), it would quickly turn into a book.

And maybe, someday,
it will.

But for today,
as I sit down to write this post
at twelve:twelve
on this day of
twelves,
I am feeling
at least a dozen layers
of gratefulness.

I am here.
alive.
standing.
seen.
known.
loved.
cared for.
comforted.
led.
held.
healed.
and not alone.

A dozen roses for my soul.

xo

1 Comment

  • Becky

    Lovely scent of life to this bouquet.

     

Leave a Reply