Probably not the best day of my life.
On a day when the flowers haven't fully bloomed yet,
It's still pretty in its own way. 🌷🌼
Our lives are the same.
Not growing fast.
Didn't have everything completely in the first place.
But slowly through exhaustion, money, feelings.
To become quietly stronger.
Some days are like Daisy.
Simple. Gentle.
Some days are like tulips.
Bright but hiding vulnerability inside
"Than there is today."
Probably not the best day of my life.
But it's the day we smile after a lot. 🤍







































































