
I'm pretty sure my mom made me sleep in rollers the night before school. I didn't ahve to wear my eye patch...the first day." (via)
Palm fronds and macrame set the tone nicely here.
And in my mind, that sunset photo behind her is complete with the words to that poem about two sets of footprints on the sand, except for when God supposedly shleps the guy on his back because of his troubles. Why do I even KNOW that fine bit of writing??