Others
Some weeks
they come,
they go
they poof,
evaporate to wherever every day, normal, routine settles into the brainwaves of memories.
& other weeks,
oh, other weeks.
They march themselves up,
make themselves known,
they stamp, embed and mark their territory forever, remember forever.
These past few yesterdays will be clocked and categorized as other
For. Sure.
Filled with joy, celebration, music and belly laughs,
accompanied with an unbearable ache, a sadness, an incomprehensible grief.
A parallel of opposites, all wrapped up and infinity known as the first week of April, 2024.
But through it all and within it’s core of disorder
there
all teeny and tiny and barely even noticeable remained the simple,
the solid,
the kindness,
the promise.
THERE.
Right there.
Search.
Find.
Focus.
Cling.
The little-s will be with you every step of the way, making those mundane weeks brighter, those wonderful days happier, but mostly,
gratefully,
humbly,
quietly
they will steadfastly guide the others, back to better.
♥