You look so big and overwhelming to me right now. Some days I feel like I sit at the very top of you with power to grab and swing you by your tail, toss you over my shoulder, and ride.
Other days I just want to sit very small, cold, and white in a corner, like a ghost, and say nothing and do nothing the rest of my life because you are so very BIG. There is so much of you, and so much of you that doesn’t fit into my tiny frame of thought. So much of you that seems brutal and vibrant and pulsing and violent all at once. It scares me.
You are good. Your arms wrap around me close even when I feel scared and alone and tired and grumpy. Especially then.
Your support and love, your encouragement and kind words, mean more to me than you probably realize. You give me courage. You make me feel warm inside. Because of you, I can and do step out into the world and smile and realize how NICE people are, if you just once get to know them. And also how flawed, scared, immature, thoughtless, cruel–because there is that, too.
But mostly, on most occasions, NICE.
You taught me that, because you are nice. Thank you.
P.S. Above is the book trailer for Anything But Simple, where I share my heart for the book. If you received this by email and were unable to view the trailer that way, you are welcome to click through to the blog. And if anyone has difficulty viewing, please let me know. I will try to fix it.