My Emily.

It took me a while to post about her. Because sometimes when you love someone with such a power, you are doing in silence, without sharing. The most beautiful things in life don’t have a price. We can’t buy them. We can’t see them. It is more an ability to embrace a feeling from the root of your own heart. Once we understand this, we can count more things that bring beautiful aspects of our everyday lives. If someone ever asks me, what is the most beautiful thing in my life? I’ll say, is not a thing, not a place, … Continue reading My Emily.