It was good to be able to finally put a name to what had been bothering me the past few days. It was one of those so happy that she cries moments -except happened a few days later. Life is funny this way.
And everything lately seems to point me back in one direction; a voice reminding me of all to be thankful for.
...thankful for having a strong shoulder to cry on. For the steadyness & strength. And for the willingness to always dream with me, however wild me ideas may be. For the ability to wrap me in kind words even after reluctance to say goodnight, with the distance still hanging in the air, but because of him feels so much less.
...thankful for earl grey tea in the morning. The first sip feeling romantic. And the way the sun shines through the windows. For the ability to write anytime, anywhere, anyplace lately and letting things come and go in whole new ways. For honesty and truth and expression.
...thankful for sisters and girlfriends and chats that string life together in simple ways.