There’s a special place, person/people, pet, even a thing that we do our best to think of when times get tough.

The lighthouses in the inner storm.

The sanctuary in an environment ravaged by fear.

The anchors that stop you from drifting away.

Every time you’re physically or virtually in their presence, many, if not all, of your senses are at ease. You never want them to leave your side, but we’re all bound to a schedule we try to honor.

Yet here we are, talking from evening to the depths of morning, knowing we have work, or an appointment to get to.

Fine. Write me up. Reschedule. It was time well spent. Well needed.

Even if it will take time before you experience the pleasant connections this applies to, knowing that they serve you well at a distance is a reason to keep going in your goals.

If they cease for any reason, give them the space needed for both of you before you can reunite. In the much deeper cases, give yourself time to grieve.

Just know that you’re not without people that respect what you’ve done with the time given to you. The circumstances you’re doing your best to break free from.

You deserve peace.

You deserve safety.

You deserve to breathe again.

D.F