Christopher writes about a nearby farm field on a windy country road, and she posts two wonderful photos:
So we were coming home after the rain one night this week, and I noticed I could see the sky through the windows of the barn. And with the sunlight behind, it made this beautiful silhouette. And I started to realize change meant different, but not necessarily bad different. ...
I need to remember to be brave in the face of change. To embrace anticipation instead of mourning. To expect beautiful.
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