Last summer I was holding hands with my own mortality. Last summer, I couldn't do anything to help my family. Last summer, my life was extraordinarily difficult again.
But I made it through it without nicotine. My family and real friends were awesome. Life goes on, the Garden grows with the sunshine of kindness and healing. The Most Beautiful Flower tends her Garden with soul and with heart.
I'm so very grateful.
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