Mary’s Sun

I went through a difficult patch this year and came out looking at life in a different way.  During those days amongst the thorny thickets, a women with an infectious smile never spoke.  When Mary’s insides came out I took a deep breath, held it, and began to cry.  Others thought to make her smile a joke perhaps about the gray cloud above her head, but I knew, inside her smile was a cry for help.  Mary inspired me to create this gift for her.  Behind every gray cloud is a bright sun pushing forward to light the way.

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