The greatest gift and honor is having you as a daughter.
Paul Signac (French, 1863-1935), Les Diablerets (L’Oldenhorn et le Bécabesson), 1903. Oil on canvas, 65 x 81 cm.
"Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering - because you can’t take it all in at once."
I am in a thousand winds that blow,I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am in a quiet room.
Do not stand at my grave bereftDo not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I have not left.
I am not there; I did not die.
oh, she got both feet on the ground, and she’s burning it down.
she’s not backing down.
this girl is on fire.