Over time, our foundation cracks.
And yet, we still keep going.
With dents and splinters and broken pieces.
We keep living and breathing and smiling.
And that, dear reader, is a beautiful miracle that so many miss.
That despite our ragged edges, we're still here.
We look for miracles in impossible things. The blind seeing. The paralyzed walking... But sometimes miracles are those small things we take for granted. It's waking up another day. Breathing another breath. Smiling when your heart thought it never would again. It's hearing that song you hadn't heard in forever and feeling like you're, once again, home. It's living when you thought you forgot how to. Those are miracles, those are the things that change the world.
Why? Because change starts when we do things, and we do things when we feel most alive.
