Frozen roses

Walking through a graveyard today with a good friend and her daughter when these beautiful frosted (fake) roses caught my eye.

I always find cemeteries a very peaceful, and somewhat romantic, place to be. They help me appreciate what I have, and let me try to work out what happened during the lifetimes of people buried there.

After the heartache of the last few days, it's times like this I need to remember that I'm lucky to be alive and make the most of what I have. Someone will come along one day who won't hurt me and will treat me the way I deserve to be treated. I've had far more pain than I feel I deserve.