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“We walked around the village with them in the warm evenings—Ernestina’s arm looped through mine for steadiness—and sat on the old wooden bench soaking up the night sky. My Portuguese is limited, but there it grew as we talked. There will not be a day I won’t miss this place and yet, I know I soaked it all in fully so that in that longing, I will not feel pain for something I should have done differently.”
Every moment we are in—this moment right now—is worthy of our attention. 💚
Handmade with love for nights such as these.
Messy with sweet chestnuts.
Wine bottles and cups.
Fingers black from peeling those fire-hot shells.
Cheeks rosy, hearts swelled.
The sound of children's laughter.
Trampolining by torchlight, is a thing.
Connections from mind to mind.
Heart to heart.
Around which, we grow.
I reminisce about all the tables we have sat around this year—this year of disconnection, of fear. And I feel thankful for the brave hearts that wonder, that question. I feel thankful for those still willing to share.
Words on Life
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