Do you have a little sign, symbol, or a little something that when you see it, you know that you are loved? You know that all is well. You know you are right where you are supposed to be. You know that some how, some way, you are connected to the divine. That’s what happens when I see hearts in random places… like this. That’s what happens when my kids bring me heart shaped rocks, or leaves, or whatever they find heart shaped. It’s as if God is saying, “I see you Kelly,” and it’s moments like this that I always seem to exhale and have peace.

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