Where Love Heals

 

Snow falling in the middle of spring break.
An unexpected pause.

Movie time.
Building a snowman with my amazing roomies.
Laughing so hard I fall, convinced I’ve embarrassed myself—
then everyone else falling on top of me. :)

A snowball fight.
New friendships forming. Old ones growing stronger.
Dancing freely in the cold.

Curled up reading Wild,
while my roommates fill the air with guitar strings and soft voices drifting from their rooms.
Perfection.

Seven of us piled onto one couch,
conversations overlapping,
no one missing a beat.

Laughter.
Memories.
Sharing.
Caring.

A year ago, I never imagined my life would look like this.
I never imagined feeling this full, this whole, this happy.

My heart overflows.
My cup keeps pouring over.
I melt into it all.

I love this life—
beautiful, chaotic, complicated, sometimes painful,
but undeniably mine.

The hardest thing I’ve ever done
was choosing to live
when I wasn’t sure I wanted to.

I’m so grateful I stayed.

JMS