skin you can see though

"When we think too much about the opinions of others, we are letting them edit a book God has written" - Don Miller

Tonight is one of those nights I can't help but feel okay.

Not the kind of okay where you feel like life is falling into place just how you want it,

but more so the kind of okay like you've been crying for hours and someone finally cradles your face between their chin and their chest and tells you it's going to be

okay.

It's that moment of peace that happens when you stop crying, and everything feels fine.
You just needed to cry.

Maybe part of the reason I feel like this is because last night I was finally able to cry about some of the things in my life that could use some due tears.

It's been a long road of processing the journey, and sometimes crying is like taking a walk through a foggy, cold mist on a countryside mount in northern Ireland. There's usually an easy path to follow, and cool air to breathe.  It's that kind of refreshing.

Or at least, that's what I imagine Ireland being like.

....

People are messy.

That truth is not always something you can find peace in.  It's not something you can always be okay with.



We all own a specific mess... and how unique they are.