Just because I don’t expect people to find silver linings doesn’t mean I don’t have faith that we are here for a purpose. Mainly, I think, to be good to each other and kind in whatever little ways we can manage. And yes, to forgive – beginning with ourselves.
Santa came early, and the joy of hearing your voices was an ordinary miracle that I can barely reckon – a kerplunk of love expanding toward a more spacious shoreline, as wide as your smile, always opening my heart.
Your voices, your love. Miracles enough for me. This is what I wished for.