Just enough light

Darling, maybe this is the moment you stop rehearsing survival and start remembering the world you once stepped away from. So much has changed. Maybe you haven’t— every kindness you give now is the kindness you needed then, hoping no one else would have to carry that kind of pain, the kind that once made living feel optional. But you are still here. So live— not loudly, not bravely, just enough to feel your weight leave the ground. Give yourself a chance to grow feathers. Please, live a little. -Paul M.