Plato said, "Be kind. For everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."
We've been through the fire lately! I know you're familiar with this feeling. It seems we are all either coming out of it or going into it. We all have those days or weeks or months when things are not going according to what any sane person would ever plan, right? I'm in one of those months.
I find myself searching – craving – for beauty somewhere. Anywhere.
In a robin.
In a tree.
In a cup of coffee at that perfect spot between too hot and too lukewarm.
In our little gal dancing with my old Holly Hobby doll.
I'm looking into the faces of our children more, because what I crave the most is a kind face.
Maybe it's just that I want to know someone would be willing. Willing to step away from her smolders to visit me by my fire for a moment.
And when my fire smolders, or better yet, while it's still raging, I want to show you a kind face, too.
For everyone is going through a battle of some sort.