As I went to my car to warm it up, my windshield greeted me with this beautiful frosted art. I don't ever think I have seen a frost pattern so extraordinary, and in such an unexpected place. It is perfect, engaging, and graceful. This is such a great reminder beauty graces us in unlikely and even unsavory places. Weather we are facing a personal battle, or relationships are upside down, beautiful moments are peeking through the storm.
My car is a mess (ask anyone who knows me, it usually is), my windshield has become many a bug's graveyard, and yet it produces beauty.
Maybe even though I am a mess, I fu** up, maybe I am beautiful too, and so are you.
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