the challenges of change are met with blurred perspectives in our willingness to believe. believe what really doesn’t matter as much as the willingness to have it in the first place. sometimes it works and just sometimes it just is. no matter. in the end, the sun will rise, the rains will fall and our places in time and space are but shadows of our moments of yesterday. love all that you are and all that you have known, for love is precious and in short supplies these days. sometimes blurred perspectives are best, the edges are soft and no longer cut so deep.

be kind, stay safe and be well.