It started with a cloudy day. Looking, without really seeing, I snapped a photo. It wasn’t until a couple days later that I noticed the hidden figure. I found the second heart hiding on my sisters lunch one day. It wasn’t until the third that I started to see them as more than an accidental occurance. Whether they are little signs from God, random gifts from nature or just my imagination, they bring a smile to my face no matter what. They remind me how great my life really is and that I am loved by many.
And if you’re wondering… I don’t go looking for hearts, and I try not to force the shape out of anything, nor do I photoshop them into being. But if I see it, I see it.
And I pray I have a camera on me