“There is an almost unbelievable goodness that helps us face the fierce unknown.”
A friend heard that yesterday and shared it today. I read it this morning, and thought about the small-but-mighty dogwood in my front yard, gift from another friend, a growing, rooted, strong, beautiful part of this new life.
Now, instead of walking through this new day, I am sitting in my kitchen, door flung open to the morning, the mockingbirds and cardinals and jays, the softened light, the breeze, and I am flooded, mind overflowing with remembered grace.
Sad and broken is no match for kindness and wisdom, and unexpected gifts from the heart.