never let the world beat the bright eyed, loving child out of you. determine to keep that child alive and free as a defiant act of rebellion against a world that would leave you broken, hopeless, and grey.
love, hope, believe, risk, and laugh like it matters. because it does.
damn right.
the weirdest experience: I was sick with flu all last week and stopped drinking coffee to stay hydrated and to be able to sleep as much as possible, and stayed off it since (so 8 days now), and I’ve drunk coffee daily since I was 17 years old (prophylactic from a time I fell asleep driving on the highway).
I think it reactivated some neural pathways that have been dormant since childhood, I’ve had memories and thought patterns reemerge from those times.
Anyway, an observation. ymmv.
God is up to something
I try to be this person all the time but the lows are sometimes dark and you have to claw your way back to the light. Having a great other half helps tremendously 🫂💜.
truth ❤️
This is one of the most difficult things to do as a parent, to support and enable them keeping that.
A friend challenged me in this area recently and it shook me that I’ve abandoned much of the wonder that comes naturally to me.
It’s all worth the fight.
