the twelfth day
As the wheel turns, so do we. As the seasons cycle around every year the same but not the same, so do we.
As the wheel turns, so do we. As the seasons cycle around every year the same but not the same, so do we.
Tomorrow I have the privilege of handing gifts to my family from the House, and being in the middle of smiles and jokes and letting myself just be; just be love...
I guess the thing I needed to know today was that the effort of trying to keep a thing from happening is more than the effort it takes to fix it afterward.