Changing Seasons

The power of starting over.
It’s incredible what time, seasons and effort can do to shift the trajectory of life. What is painful and hopeless in one season starts to slowly fade away as you move. Before you know it, you start noticing things that you never thought of before.

Possibilities that open a new portal you never could have imagined. Is this what healing looks like? Feels like? A newness that doesn’t feel foreign. It is as though you were always like this. The dots have finally connected and the last tab is, meant to be. Are we finally free? Complete, whole, finally, a sense of control.

I like it here, it feels safe here. Here there’s no need to escape.
Familiarity that reminds you of home, but free from the baggage that created a sinking hole.
Here, now, we’re whole.
We like it here. We do, we have to.

Every night over a glass of wine, whisper memories of despair and time. No, I choose, to focus my eyes on you; forget all we’ve been through.

Please, can we stay here until the end of time? What if I promised to make you mine? Allow me to be your favorite sign. All that we are, all that we have, is right here. My love, we will be fine.