sometimes healing looks like noticing,
the small things that make you smile—
a warm cup, a soft laugh, a gentle word.
beauty is everywhere, waiting for you
to stop and see it,
to gather it close,
to let it remind you
of all that's still good.
YOU ARE READING
becoming whole.
Puisi"over the years, i've gathered these thoughts, feelings, and fragments of myself-scribbled down in moments of clarity, pain, and hope. "becoming whole" is the result of that journey, a collection of poetry that grew alongside me as i learned to heal...
