…If she was electric, if she blew your mind with how much she loved life, beauty, adventure and color, if she made you feel alive and wild, yet safe and sure and if her eyes held deeper stories than any other you had seen, know that her soul is a garden. But not just any garden; one that is evergreen and storylike and deeply grounded

… No matter what, she will be loved even deeper; more than any other living thing on this earth. For her soul is a garden and with every breath, she exhales something beautiful and meaningful.

…And if she is all these things, there is no stopping her. Whatever it may be, she can.

~ To my beloved sister  ~

“Her Name is Rebecca”

— Hela

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