Living by the ocean, this is the sign I look for every year that winter has finally broke.
The coast is waking up today!
The first ribbon of water opening as the ice breaks and separates, and the first of the fleet being moved into place. The lobsters are coming out of hibernation, and the fishermen are shedding their thick outer coats of polyester.
I like the rhythm of a season finally finding its feet.
๐ก๐ผ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐บ๐.๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ฅ.Sometimes, the things that look like dangerโare just trying to make their way through the heat too. Stay steady. Look closer.Always remember these wise words: “๐๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ”
๐ฆ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐ณ๐๐น, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ.But, perfection isnโt the absence of missing things.Itโs the presence of what is, that matters.๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ .
Silence is rarely neutral. For one person, it can feel like pressure building in the chest โ ๐๐ช๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ? ๐๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ? For the other, it can feel like containment โ ๐๐ง ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต, ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ. Both are trying to stay safe. I used to go quiet…
๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ผ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ธ ๐ฎ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ผ๐บ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ๐๐.Men who tell you to be strong.And then thereโs the man who kneels beside itโnot to clean it up,๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ด. ๐ง๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐บ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ผโ๐๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฎ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฝ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐ฎ๐น ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ฒ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐โ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ฑ…
I once thought being strong meant being quiet.It turns out it often meant being afraid.I carried weight without naming it. I thought that was love.It kept me hidden from the people who mattered most. I “protected” others from truths I thought would hurt them. It made us strangers. Iโm learning to say the truer thing…
๐๐ณ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ, ๐๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ.๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ณ๐บ, ๐ค๐ณ๐บ.But donโt disappear because someone else couldnโt hold your weight.You are not unlovable.You are not too much.You are just carrying more than most people ever willโand still walking. I know how that feels. Iโm proud of youโHonestly, Iโm proud of myself too.Frankly, you and I?…
