Beautiful, Simply Beautiful

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This old gal…

Marveled at how different it was approaching the Alamo from a new direction…fifth time visiting and suddenly seeing things never seen before…

Or maybe noticing things never noticed before…like the Emily Morgan Hotel…wasn’t sure what it was at first…walking the sidewalk beside it…it’s height…the intricate detail at the top…took the breath away…

It was beautiful…simply beautiful…

Sauntered to the front of the site and there it was again…or should we say there SHE was again…this time from the side…the Emily Morgan profile…a perfect backdrop for the mission…

She was beautiful…simply beautiful…

Did a circle around the grounds admiring exhibits…reading placards…taking in the splendor of the area but couldn’t help but notice the change in Emily Morgan…

Looking straight on…how strong she looked…how powerful…how independent…no longer a backdrop but a force of her own…

And she was beautiful…simply beautiful…

And so it is…in life…so many roles we play…so many sides…wife, mother, husband, father…friend, neighbor, teacher, child…

Each version unique…each version special…and hopefully to those who hold us dear…each version beautiful…simply beautiful…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…