The most precious heart of all.
As most of you know I receive hearts in all shapes and sizes
from the wonderful people in my life.
Ryan gave me my first heart rock when he was 4 years old.
He brought me the last one a couple months before he died.
Since then others have gifted me
with an incredible array of hearts.
From a chicken nugget heart to a heart shaped strawberry
I enjoy everyone that is shared.
The thoughtful kindness touches me.
That others think of me when they see hearts lifts me up.
God says and the greatest of these is love.
His love for us and our love for each other