That reframing doesn’t magically fix everything, but sometimes it opens a window. A breath of air. A little light.

The rush fades. The noise quiets. And in that quiet, everything I’ve been avoiding seems to rise to the surface.

Reconnection is a reminder that nothing true is ever lost. It may go quiet. It may rest beneath the surface for a while.

And when you create from the heart, something magical happens: the universe starts to move with you.

No one spoke peace into me the way you could with just one breath. I thought I’d lost you when life got heavy, but really, you were teaching me that belief isn’t built in the light — it’s built in the dark.

I forgive you for chasing approval from people who never learned how to love you without conditions. For staying too long where your light was dimmed. For all the “should have known better” moments that still echo when you close your eyes. You did the best you could with what you knew at the time.