06/03/2026
I’m always coming upon beautiful, perfectly imperfect silver foil hearts. They often make me reflect on my friendships and how much they mean to me. Perhaps it’s because of the Joseph Parry poem, in part:
“Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.”
I love and appreciate my friends, both old and new. The history I share with friends I’ve known for years is priceless, and the joy of making new friends is enriching. My life and heart feel full because of the quality, not the quantity, of the friendships I have.