Happy

It was a red couch.  Clean lines, modern design.    It sat in her living room, flooded with light from her big glass door.  Faded in places, the leather worn soft from years of use. The seat was marred by primitive spirals in ball point ink, doodled by budding toddler Picassos …

the thing that you do.

“I wish I knew that I’m doing the right thing….” There is no right thing, you know. And no wrong thing, either. There is just the thing that you do. And so you do it. You close your eyes and leap and you try to do it the best you …

forever {or something like it}

I don’t believe in -forever- not the version I was sold perfect and pretty and tied with a bow placed (by request) on a pedestal to keep itself safe My forever is fleeting and flawed and humble in its inherent lack of promise it’s not easily subdued nor naive enough …

You. Yes you. By Jeanette LeBlanc

you are safe here. you are home now. you can rest.

Hey you. Yes, you. You have been so brave. So strong.  So resolved. You have been standing your ground for months now and you are so very tired. You give everything to others and you are depleted.  Your profound generosity is one of the truest things in the universe, but …