That morning, he saw himself and he made a wish.
Partners in crime...
The calendar reminded him. He held their photo and smiled as it held him. Little did they know where life would take them. That was still true :) Partners in crime until the end…
The luckiest man alive...
He was in the back room, watching something on his iPad. ‘Is it OK if I sit next to you?’ I asked. ‘Sure’ he said. He shifted immediately to make space for me. When I sat down, his foot welcomed me alongside. I smiled to myself and felt like the luckiest man alive. I’d stay there as long as his foot did.
Hope lives here...
I wrote this for us.
We don’t know until we do.
Let’s not apologize for trying and it doesn’t turn out the way we thought it would.
Now we know.
Now we feel into whatever is on the horizon because until our days are done, we’re not done.
The ways forward remain endless and filled with possibility.
Hope lives here.
What does a good day look like...
What does a good day look like?
Even better, what does it feel like?
