She was like the sunshine hitting a blank canvas, paint splattered with the colors of all the flowers in the physical and ethereal worlds. Although it looked messy at first glance, you could tell she was put together with the finest of details.
She was the hope that defeated the darkness and the light that guided the lost.
She was Love and heaven if they beat hell and hate. As strong and compassionate as one could become.
Through everything she pursued she was an oak plank holding her entire life together. Sturdy and just enough to keep the water from crashing in all at once.
She was everything she needed to be.