I cannot tell you how many times it’s felt like my heart has swelled near the point of bursting in my life. Like you’re so full of life and all it may entail that you could just pop.
It can swell with joy, with grief, with contentment, with love— today, it swells with joy and contentment alike. I cannot explain how happy I feel. Things just feel… right. Like finally making it out of a long, dark night. Dawn was last year. I enjoyed the Sunrise, but doubted the Sun would stay up for long.
Well, now it’s midday, and the Sun shows no sign of dimming, pinned firmly at a zenith.
I love this life. There’s that swelling feeling: gratitude, right now.
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 