These walking sticks belonged to my grandparents. My grandfather carved them. Whenever I take a moment to stop and really notice them resting side by side, it is so bittersweet. They gently remind me that sometimes, love can be simple. After all, I think that’s what we all really want – someone who will always want to walk with us.
Day 101/365 Walk With Me

Martha Hultgren
That says it all — sweet!
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