It’s been a while since I last blogged.
I survived quarantine.
I published a book.
I am surviving trauma.
I am barely coming up for air and slowly re-engaging into society.
I am observing things differently.
I am noticing the little things.
Acknowledging the details of every day.
I catch myself staring out of my window seat and simply
looking at the leaves in the trees.
Taking in the cool breeze and the gentle sounds in the atmosphere.
I will tread lightly into this next chapter of my life.
As I gently and quietly walk out of the dark closet I found myself in, I will take deep breaths.
Smile intentionally. Speak convincingly.
I am sure there are many who are walking out of their own dark closets with some trepidation.
Gently let the light of day in.
You may squint from the sudden glare, but you will adjust to the light.
It will strengthen you. It will heal you. It will give you life.
Someone may be in a dark closet for many reasons.
Do not walk away from them.
Simply knock gently, with love.
Press into what you believe is true.
Recognize what lies before you is a snapshot of a moment gone awry..
This too shall pass.
Just hold on.