Destiny in a cup of tea. Beauty blossoming in a pair of shredded gloves on tarmac. Determination in a used Band-Aid clinging to a wall. Perhaps not the most obvious sources of inspiration and reassurance. But then, doesn’t hope have a habit of emerging from the unlikeliest of places?
Destiny in a cup of tea. Beauty blossoming in a pair of shredded gloves on tarmac. Determination in a used Band-Aid clinging to a wall. Perhaps not the most obvious sources of inspiration and reassurance. But then, doesn’t hope have a habit of emerging from the unlikeliest of places?