Begin Again: Even Though It’s Wicked Hard, It’s Better With Flowers

this new view from here is my new favorite view of all


At this table, I begin again. That’s all we can do. That’s all we can always do. In all of this, it was the table that suffered the most. So much that I wanted to do, I just couldn’t do. That’s how struggle goes, I guess. We just get stuck. Frozen in where we are, unable to move, unable to be so temporary. We are so temporary.

At this new table, this table built by me, I begin again, with flowers. I know we are all better for this, despite how hard it is, despite how hard it will be.


I decided to give myself a 100 word blog post challenge for tonight. Join me? What will you say in 100 words? 

Author: Casey

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