you know, it takes a lion's heart to make it through this life.
to make it through the day-in, day-out hustle and bustle. the suppers around the table. the late nights in front of the television. the shared smiles between family. the inside jokes. the traditions.
it's all so beautiful. and fleeting. and those two juxtaposed thoughts just about break my little heart. the passing beauty. the seasonal joy.
i was looking at photo albums over at my grandpa's over the weekend. he stopped making albums after my grandma died, so there are no pictures past 2003. i looked at my 16-year-old self and thought gosh, i wish you would have taken it in more. breathed in those people more. because now they're aging and changing at a rate you never imagined and that july fourth was the perfect chance to hug each of them.
but this lion will persevere. and love. and in doing both, live this broken life to the fullest.