All the Love in the world.

I cannot believe how different my life is today. I just spoke with one of the most important people in my life. she called me upset, seemingly to no avail, I just sat and listened. I could hear the sustain in her voice. The eve present fear. The kind that wakes you up in a cold sweat at night. I hear her. Speaking her truth, about the lack off respect she sees, the abundance of i difference she feels. “I just don’t even care,“ escaped her lips more than once. Developing an internal opinion, pushing her distrust abs di s-ease further down the spiral of dark and whimsical depression. I listened to her voice crack as she told me of her pain, the way it feels to be negated, passed over and diminutive to ALL others. The sadness continues to break my heart the more I choose to listen. I was “prepared” to “let her go” when it’s time. She told me that I was dreaming, if I thought she’d live till 70.

The crutch of consistency started to break itself apart. Within this conversation, within these words, both spoken and unspoken, lie truths. Truths that I am realizing I am finally in a place that I can hear them, take them, and process them. Truth that hol ds up to the things we were taught as children. Today I have learned to apply All the l ove in the world … this will hopefully replace fear, dspair, and heated until forever is gone.