Happiness sometimes enters our lives quietly in crooked, imperfect, and uneven ways, often causing us to overlook its arrival. #sunrise 7/7/25 💙❤️
I have mixed feelings about today, especially when I think back to July 7, the day I walked down the subway bridge to the boardwalk. It's a bittersweet feeling, a blend of happiness and enduring sadness, particularly now that thirty years have passed in what feels like just one day. I'm not sure any words can fully express my emotions surrounding this day. I love you! Whatever that means to you and me. ❤️ P.S. The sun kept fighting with clouds, and I loved the contrast.
Happiness sometimes enters our lives quietly in crooked, imperfect, and uneven ways, often causing us to overlook its arrival. #sunrise 7/7/25 💙❤️
I have mixed feelings about today, especially when I think back to July 7, the day I walked down the subway bridge to the boardwalk. It's a bittersweet feeling, a blend of happiness and enduring sadness, particularly now that thirty years have passed in what feels like just one day. I'm not sure any words can fully express my emotions surrounding this day. I love you! Whatever that means to you and me. ❤️ P.S. The sun kept fighting with clouds, and I loved the contrast.