wrapped in a blanket.

man oh man, do i ever have stories to tell. most of them i keep quiet in my heart, almost like a secret. i have seen the worst and the most discouraging, but now i am seeing a lot of best. a refreshing change, a small reminder of amazing things to come. they're a secret between me and me, little things that bring tears to my eyes as they are so filled with extravagant kindness and generosity. i've had such an awareness over the past several months of how much i need others in my life, and in strange, bizarre, tall-tale kinds of ways the most random folk have come out of the woodwork, just to bless me... for no reason. they might not even realize what they are doing for my heart in this season. so i tuck them away in my pocket (as a dear friend likes to say), and am reminded that i do not see the big picture. also that it's always darkest before the dawn. i'd go through the dark all over again if i had to, because i'm seeing bits of dawn in these blessings, bits of dawn that feel much the warmest blanket on a chilly day. it's a glorious thing to realize how little say we have in life and what it truly means to surrender and trust. maybe all days i won't feel like this, and i'm prepared to brace myself (again) with truth that i know, but today i'm relishing in this blanket of blessings and completely fine with what has been and what will be.




note to self: never underestimate what a small act of kindness or an encouraging word can do.

with love,
n