All of my adjectives might just never be enough for this.
It ended with a smile, a kiss and a hug.
It ended with pictures, gifts and moving words.
It ended with stories of the beginning and the excitement of adventures up ahead.
It ended with the feeling that I am incredibly cherished and loved.
It ended with the knowledge that these people, my people, believe in me.
It ended, and I’m feeling brave.
A long time ago I wrote in tiny letters along the edge of a collage: I know we’ll be fine when we learn to love the ride. I’m starting a new collage and along the edge I will write: She believed she could so she did.
It ended without a real goodbye, because we all know this isn’t the end…
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Ella
Song Quote:
I’ll softly rise and I’ll gently call, goodnight and joy be with you all. -The Parting Glass, Ed Sheeran
Sick and Sick of It 