A feeling of familiarity. Comfort. Hope for the tomorrows that you haven't seen yet.
It's waking up in the a.m. and believing in the day that awaits you--not knowing what awaits you, but trusting what awaits you.
It's walking into a party where the conversations are challenging, but reachable. With conclusions that are provoking, but promising.
Yesterday normal was achievable; today normal is being stretched in ways it doesn't flex. Any day now my world will snap. Is "surprise" the new normal?