joy is not a jerk
Joy continues to make itself known even in the darkest of places.
Like the light, joy breaks through the heaviness and reminds us new beginnings are possible.Even on Tuesdays.
I’m continuing to see that there is always something.
Heartbreak and sickness and change and uncertainty and fear and unmet dreams.
There always seems to be something.
And something else.
But joy is not a jerk.
It is not selfish of your time.
It does not demand you give it all of your attention.
Joy sits alongside pain and depression and fear and anxiety and mourning.
Joy can be quiet and hidden.
And yet, it is there.
Through this and in this there is joy.
With joy,