Raindom Thoughts

None of us gets out of here alive. I mean that with every tender thing in me. We are all just moving through this together, doing the best we can with what we have. Loving imperfectly and being loved imperfectly in return. Finding grace in the smallest places because sometimes that is the only place it fits. You are not alone in the heaviness. And you are not wrong for feeling it. But also. Look up. Something beautiful is probably closer than you think. Check on somebody toda

Some tears are not the same. There are the kind that don't just fall they sear, scorching trails down your cheeks like lit kerosene, until your face is a map of where the fire has been. They don't just flow they wrench, hook barbed wire through your ribs and drag you backward over gravel and glass, through the hours you swore you'd survived. Some pain is doubly injurious not a wound, but a haunting. The call that doesn't end when the phone clicks dead. The voice t