It is too heavy, the weight you carry all by yourself. How it troubles your heart. I wish I could carry it for you, I’d gladly take it so. But these are your boxes, filled of the things you struggle with. I know you are strong enough to build a castle and call it home; all I can do is remind you that you are not alone.

Are you really thinking about them, or just the idea of having someone?

I could lie and tell you that life will be easy, but I owe you more than this. Life is remembering to say please and thank you, watching sunsets when you need space to think, it’s catching your breath after laughing until your sides ache, it’s forgiving yourself when relationships break. It’s returning the things you borrow and counting blessings, it’s keeping promises and following your feet, it’s dancing in the rain and pulling your hood up in the sleet. It’s never expecting life to be fair, taking chances, being there when people need you. It’s dreaming big and living small moments, it’s holding hands in the cinema and drinking wine in a courtyard under fairy lights. It’s remembering the things that make your heart swell and letting go of the things that keep you up at night.

My heart beats so loudly every time I see you behind the counter, it feels like a boom box playing every station full of love songs. I want to talk to you, not just to place my coffee order or tell you to have a nice day. I want to know your favorite color and if you enjoy the mountains, the theater, or ballet. I want to see you in the morning, not just for caffeine, I want to wake up next to you, kiss you, instead of all this daydreaming.

You achieve all your dreams by facing your fears. By experiencing the doubt and the disbelief and choosing to carry on anyway.

You will love

That time of day when the light fades and the sky spills sleepy colors. That is where your dreams exist. If ever you need encouragement, to be reminded of why it’s important to try, stop and look to the sky.

A long time ago, she used to believe all the roads in the world would not lead her to where she needed to go. But she’s older now, and she knows roads crack in the heat and disappear in the snow, but if she places one foot in front of the other, eventually she will get to where she needs to go.