Oh January, you cannot bury
the beauty of the worth born
into your care, more than many
years ago. End all you like, but
your last day will be celebrated
evermore and everafter the end
of September attempts to steal
your glory. You see, hearts know
nothing of calendars or finality.
February will follow you with love.
Rachel Olene Woodard
[1/31/1941 – 9/28/2011]
Rachel Nix 
My gosh. This is beautiful, my love.
Thank you, Liz. It’s not a new one, but I felt the need to put something up today. It would’ve been her 73rd birthday. She deserves to be celebrated, still. ❤
I don’t know how I could have missed this one. But I will celebrate her today.
I think I had it titled differently or something. Anyway, you’re kind of amazing.
First time commenter, long time follower 🙂 as in 29 years. I love the way you’re able to capture today with words. She would be so proud of your talent! I love you my dear.
Happy birthday my dear grandmother.
Aww, Jess… ❤ You always know how to say the most perfect thing. Thank you. I love you!!
❤ Beautiful words to accompany beauty
Thanks, you. ❤
❤ always
This makes evinethyrg so completely painless.
❤ ..