It’s day 30 of our quarantine and our life together looks different. We fall asleep in bed giggling. A lot. We see each other for real.
If you’ve been hard on yourself, I hold the space for you to forgive. If you have grudges, I hold the space for you to forgive.
Live a life not a lifestyle, the words are clear in my notebook.
A good life is mostly figured out. No age will give you the answers. We will never have it all worked out.