My heart hurts when I read the news today and every day. It feels cold, dark and scary out there.
I feel my sisters’ hearts. I feel my parents’ hearts. I feel.
I love harder and I hug closer.
Perspective is unreal. Unreal.
Blame games, selfish plights and small fights feel what they are, small.
It is in every single one of us, every single day, to be great.
To choose great. To radiate.
When I see you, I will hug you. Please, hug me back.
My heart pressed to your heart.
Share more. Love more. Be more.
Touch more. Laugh more. Cry more.
Start feeling more.
Now is the time.