To the dear ones, myself included, having a hard winter:
you don’t exist in a vacuum. you are not alone.
Asking for help is hard.
Doing the work is hard.
Counting blessings is hard.
Trying to fit into old clothes is hard.
Getting older is hard.
Hard is not impossible. Hard is passable.
Hard is the road to something better.
If it helps to look out rather than look in, give someone a compliment. Open the door for a stranger. Tip a little extra than you might have otherwise. If you get cut off while driving, try to wish them well rather than yell.
Seeing the light in others might help to wake the light in you.
Process, marinate, rinse and repeat.
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