I’m stepping into the unknown. My flashlight is flickering and I’m not sure where the next step is. I’m blind and I may fall.
But I’m not scared.
If I fall, I won’t break. I’ll be caught. If I break, I’ll be put back together.
When I can’t see where the next step is, I still trust that it’s there. When I’m scared of what will jump at me from the dark, I know I will be safe, protected. Defended. Continue reading
Her eyes glaze over, her chest shakes with laughter, she falls onto her back and her fingers rake against the glaring white ground.
It was 2008.
It was a while ago when Ari first met her best friends.
She was five.
So it would have been 2006, right? Continue reading