Letters for hard days

Something good found you. I don't want to let it pass quietly.

Good days are shy. They arrive, you laugh, the news goes out in a few texts, and by evening the day it happened feels like every other one. A week later you can't quite remember who else got to see it happen, only that it went by fast.

So this is me marking it, on paper, where it can't slip.

I don't know which kind of good it is. The yes after a long wait. The finish line of a long climb. A small new person the world hasn't met yet. A Wednesday that showed up kind, for no reason. Whatever it is, it's real, and I'm glad. Plainly. Without hedging.

Keep this where you'll find it again. On the days when the good thing feels far off, read it and remember someone wrote it down because it happened, and it still counts.

One more thing, if you can: tell one more person today. Then let it be big. It deserves that.

Stay glad a while longer. You're allowed.

Arrow of Light

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