maybe my mistake is expecting an avalanche of change to fall on my head.

(yup, i can actually sense all three of you readers rolling your eyes and nodding. it’s out of love, i know, no worries)

this weekend we faced each other, heads on a pillow, and i said, “i am such a lucky girl to have you.” and i am.

this weekend, someone was patient with my childish fits until i could breathe again and explain where they came from. i am lucky.

last week, something in me cracked open and i actually felt fully present with a friend, excited, and possible. one might not say it is possible to FEEL possible, but please trust me it is.

i decided to let something go, rather than rile up a big fuss about it. better to let it roll, you know? what is over is over.

small, happy changes.