Everyone is cracked or broken in places they feel are irreparable, as sanity and joy slips through these crevasses caused by those instances in our journey we would like to forget. Are these vessels we inhabit supposed to remain in a pristine, tightly sealed condition, or are these crevasses created so others can seep in and do repairs or more damage? I have had a few sneak in and increase the gap, but this one has made his way in and patched up some of the damage with words of encouragement and an unwavering faith in me.
So after years of feeling that my broken status was less than ideal, I welcome those moments where he slips in and makes himself at home.
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