You’re Beautiful

Angie Sweetie

She sat there all alone. Lost. Overwhelmed by the scene unfolding before her eyes, she meekly smiled at unfamiliar faces.

A tap on the shoulder, a lovely smile, a warm handshake extended graciously to her.

“Hi, I’m Angie.” (smiles profusely, perhaps intrigued by her sense of dressing. Everyone else was garbed smartly in black and white for the first photoshoot. Everyone, but her.)

…

The beginning of a beautiful friendship.

That brought You, Rache, Mich and I together.

…

Four years and counting.

Comforted by each other’s presence.

Finding each other time and time again.

Solace and strength.

Never giving up on me.

You’ve made that difference.

You’re an angel of a girl.

You’re truly beautiful.

…

Have a Blessed one sweetie…

(Drawn on September 2004)