These days, I’m feeling quite content. I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s that the sun doesn’t set until almost 9 pm, or the fact that my husband has a job, but I am happy.
For a long time, I thought that my default mode was sadness, but I’m realizing that that’s not true.
My soul quietly longs for heaven, and heaven answers:
I’m closer than you think.
I’m in your husband’s embrace.
I’m in that book you can’t put down.
I’m in your drive to work, as you blast that song you like so much.
I’m in those moments when you realize that you like who you’re becoming.
You need not long for me.