We spend a lifetime tracing our footprints on this shore
Only to have them erased by time, no matter what beauty or allure.
The waves of time move swiftly, sweeping each moment into the ocean.
And we are all destined for the same fate, with very few exceptions.
Time must clear the canvas of life for those following behind,
Our life is a one-time gift; there is no option to PAUSE or REWIND.

Some touches feel like a gentle, steady rain,  
Washing away sorrows and nurturing us to heal.  
Others strike like a sudden gust of wind,  
Knocking you down, leaving you lost, without glancing back.  
Then there’s the enchanting snow, soft and light at first,  
Yet it quickly hardens into spirit-crushing ice.  
I find comfort under a warm, weighted blanket—  
A familiar source of solace, always there when I need it.

Practicing intentional gratitude is how I met the happiness family.
Manifested in many forms, each has a unique charm and beauty.
On days I am mindful and present, I encounter them frequently.

It is a blessing to share morning tea with a spouse who genuinely cares.
A call from my son, excited about art, writing, or life, I love hearing the insights he shares.
Drinking water from the kitchen tap, with no thought of germs, is a stark reminder of privilege.
This old picture of me with bouncy hair takes me back to the time when I was young and full of courage.
I feel elated when happiness comes knocking on my neighbor's door.
It's delightful to celebrate and spread joy, regardless of who it's meant for.
Each moment offers a new perspective that counters the pain I bear.
Instead of continually seeking happiness, I aspire to become a happiness-watcher.

No amount of rain,
A flowing river,
Or even the ocean --
can quench our thirst.
If we can't shed the armor--
We live encased in-- First.

Every so often, the universe brings us together, revealing the strength of our bond.

But reality pulls us apart, leaving us with bittersweet memories and shared struggles. As time passes, the walls between us seem to grow taller.

Caught between what society expects and heart's desire, a struggle between our feelings and thoughts.

I see your fear of being judged; I, too, have commitments I have pledged. To live peacefully, we must stick to our paths, like distant stars in the sky.

The finality of having missed the opportunity to sow the seeds of happiness is apparent. We must not meet again, as we have run out of gifts to exchange.

I wish you the strength to choose yourself soon and enjoy an authentic, happy life with the love of your life.

In my quest for love, I gained clarity about what love is not.
What began as love bombing, which made me feel giddy and soft,
quickly changed to breadcrumbing and feeling shut out and lost.
You withheld communication, and I longed for our playful ease.  
Being left out in the cold depleted my inner peace.  

Your inconsistencies made me question my own feelings of worth,  
And the gaslighting led me to second-guess what I knew to be my truth.  

Being treated as another option didn't resonate with my soul  
It clashed with my self-respect, which had kept me authentic and whole.

Facing this reality left me shattered, but it made it very clear.
Our time together was toxic; it was neither love nor care.