I’m not a rose, but…

~ Christine Goodnough

Frozen flower.Rose + Quote

Freedom comes when we stop looking through the lens
of what we wish we were
or how we want others to see us.
We can admit what we really are,
what we need to improve
and what we need to accept about ourselves.
Instead of drooping because of all the things we’re not,
we can bloom as we alone were meant to.

Gerbera

 

Published by Christine Goodnough

I'm a wife, mom & grandma, a writer, homemaker and nature lover at home on the Canadian prairies. I post short stories and poem about life and personal experiences, writing from a Christian perspective and adding a dash of humor where I can.

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