๐๐๐๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ฉ๐จ.
I donโt need to kick things often.
But when I do, Iโm glad I have these on.
They remind me strength doesnโt need volume.
Just purposeโand maybe steeltoes.
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…
Some things fade.Some things stay.These were a few that stayed. ~Links to the weekโs posts in the first comment~
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”
We used to sit here.A summer and a lifetime ago.She hasnโt been back.Today, I returned.Beauty doesnโt go away when someone does.But it echoes differently.
Iโm Steven.Iโm a man on PEI, and I write.Not by trade, but by temperament. This page is where I put my thoughts about love, character, repair, and the kind of relationship worth building. It isnโt a quote page.It isnโt a joke.And it isnโt written by a brand. Itโs just me. I’m Steven I started this…
๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉโ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐๐๐งโฆmeet you where youโre at and stayโshare the load instead of handing you theirsโhold you when itโs your turn to be heavyโmake you feel chosen, even through conflict and repairโฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถโ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ.๐ ๐ฐ๐ถโ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต. ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ.
