This week I will graduate. My best girlfriend brought me a perfect white box with a gift inside, to celebrate the occasion. I lifted a set of silver teaspoons out of their wrapping.
Teaspoons, I thought. Perfect.
Everything these days seems to be coming in waves.
Waves of change. Oceans of change.
Jobs and marriage and schools end and houses- big grown up change.
A teaspoon I thought. Perfect.
I could use a teaspoon right now. To moderate my ocean, season the transition.
Though I know I can't stop the flood, can't avoid the high waters.
A request to the gods. Once the current deluge abates, I request mere teaspoons of change.
1 comment:
Happy to help keep it all a little more manageable. Love you Jessa.
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