I wrote this poem on October 12, 2021:
Sand from summer beach days makes me smile when I open my car door.
There is beauty in the mess when you know the backstory.
There is beauty in the sadness when you make it to the other side.
There is beauty in the inbetween.
The stagnation.
The spaces in your life where it feels nothing is changing.
When you question every effort.
Then the sun rises like cotton candy overhead,
Rest can be transformational.
-Amanda
