-Poetic Thursday
I cried once. And then many times before that. Surely, I will cry again.
My Heart, there are times it is soft. Surely, it is not meant to only be strong.
When I cry, I allow. When I cry, I learn somehow. When I cry, I am.
I laugh at this because I’m [...]
How often does a two year old wake up, pissed off about yesterday? The moment their eyes awaken, is the moment they are ready to take on a new day.
Let the start of this week become something brand new, decide that yesterday doesn’t matter, and in this moment the universe becomes your playing ground.