Once you allow yourself to think about things differently the rest somehow follows.
Life is fragile, that thought.. life is fragile, popped up and refuses to leave me. When I throw away things that hold memories and trust my brain to remember what it needs to. And I want to live this fragile, amazing life and be me, and make safe burrows in the woods.
And sometimes it is both, strong and fragile. As when I look at where we live now, this downsized home and living community. When I look at art or study, people, validity, love.
Being strong, accepting fragility, the willingness to grow and change.. that thought.
The granddaughters. 
Yes, 2017, has started out as an especially ‘fragile’ year….It serves to remind us to be sure to let those we love, know it.
I love the writings of Paulo Coelho and his quote seems a good fit with your post, “The strongest love is the love that can demonstrate its fragility.”
That being vulnerable/fragile with others actually requires strength, doesn’t it? Funny, how the two go hand-in-hand.
Love you very much,
Dawn
Dawn, friendships are the best aren’t they? Hand in hand. thank you so much for the reply. I love you. x