This is a place for creative expression…
I know the ache that lives inside.
I do not know how to make it go away.
I do know how to listen
to breathe
and to celebrate,
to know the beauty while also
holding the pain.
That voice says
something awful.
And I say,
I’m here.
You can feel it,
breathing,
and I can feel it,
breathing,
And we can rest here,
and just be,
together.
everything is.
a work in progress…