
I believe in miracles, not the elaborate or extravagant kind that come in packages or have monetary value.
But the ones that keep me going, the ones that, when I doubt myself or life, something is there, and it reminds me of you.
It took me awhile to believe that miracles were real, and I think that's because I never learned their true identity.
Now I see that miracles are everywhere and are found in small things, the ocean, music, really anything that allows me to safely feel.
You have and always will be my miracles and that gives me awe of life and all the wonderful things, because I first saw them and still do in you.
I now see that miracles are things that others seem simple, but yet you have always shown me their beauty and that's how I know now they are true.
So, yes, I do believe in miracles, in rainbows, in dance parties, in snuggles, and giggles that last for longer than a while.
And because of these miracles, the miracles that are you, I trust and have faith that even when life is confusing I can hold onto my miracles and know they extend past-time.
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