There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
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There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.

— Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
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