Bananas & Popsicles

Things that I love!

I loved blowing bubbles with my children. The act of gooey fingers dipping in the syrupy bubble sauce and raising the wand to your mouth was just so much fun. The sheer delight of little fingers racing after the whirling air bubbles. Nothing like it.

The taste of an ice cream cone on a hot July day melting down the side of your hand.

If I hadn’t walked through my past the joy of these small delicacies would have been lost.

Why do we explore our past? To rid ourselves of the constant pain, the dripping irritation of all the damage rattling in the innermost parts of our being.

Joy certain does come in the morning, it’s true. But, for surivivors, it is the act of telling that starts, continues, and completes the healing process.

Cotton candy! Popcorn! Movies! Love! Joy! Times of refreshing.

That’s what waits for the healed life. Keep going. It is worth it.

All love!

Published by Gracedxoxo

I have the courage to tell my story to help others embrace theirs.

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