One day there was
a sense of honor
for being alive
in that very moment,
however challenging
and seemingly imperfect
it was —
a different kind
of okay
that carried over
into everything that unfolded
from there.
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
One day there was
a sense of honor
for being alive
in that very moment,
however challenging
and seemingly imperfect
it was —
a different kind
of okay
that carried over
into everything that unfolded
from there.
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I love this a different kind of okay. This is precious I may share this with Alex one day. You always have a beautiful way of saying it. 💕💕💟💟
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