My moods have been all over the place lately. But I feel like home base is a feeling of hope and faith. The belief that everything will be ok in the end, no matter what. It’s really, really challenging at times to find this place, especially lately. But what I’m learning about myself is, it doesn’t take much to swing me back in the direction of hope.
Sometimes all it takes is a tiny little sliver of light. Just a crack will do. That tiny opening allows hope to pour back in. Today, after feeling the depths of despair, a sliver of light appeared. Just a small crack. But light nonetheless.
I’ll take it.