She showed kindness to every soul that she met. She was gentle in a way, that no one could forget. She nurtured the broken, and mended hearts with her touch. She gave what she had, even when she didn't have much. She lended her ear, and opened her heart. She had a way of turning a mess into beautiful art. She knew first hand, what it was like to come last. You could just tell someone like her didn't have an easy past. How else would she know so very well how to be an angel, if she hadn't been through hell.
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Let's celebrate life's little blessings together. A space to share what you're thankful for and cultivate a habit of gratitude. Inspire others and be inspired by the power of appreciation.