Compass

Maybe the future is overrated. 

Where are we going, and why are we trying to get there so quickly? Maybe it’s not about the future. Maybe it’s about right now. 

Look up, girl. There are so many hearts around you just waiting to be loved. longing to be seen. aching to be known. Let them build you. Collect their stories. Keep a piece of them with you when the road gets long. and the night gets dark. and the air gets cold. 

Step outside of yourself, darling. Maybe then you will see that it’s not about the final destination, but rather the road that brought you there. Was your heart your compass? Did you love people well? Did you fight for them? Did you find the gold you were always searching for? 

I hope you did. I hope your heart and your hands were always full of gold.