Steady breaths

The breaths we take in between the chaos matter so much. There is still beauty within it. It’s that glimmer of hope.  There will still be parts of us that are sharp and not as smooth. Parts of us that are wild and free and not merely tamed. That is where your fire lays. That is where your fight is. These are the spaces within us that can hold onto love and the hope of tomorrow. Through it all, the good and the bad. That is where love will meet you. That is where our faith will wait for you.