There’s a certain kind of sadness
It’s always there; perhaps maybe it’s not so much sadness but a tenderness. Feels like sadness that I’ve never really looked at it. Why sadness?

Maybe there is always a sadness when I get right to the core of living. There’s peace, love, and kindness for oneself and also a sadness, a weary sadness for making it this far in the journey and not giving up.

I think that’s a beautiful thing and for today it’s okay.