Happiness is a few pounds heavier. It' accepting being tiret.
Being older. Being softer.
Being more reaching oak and less wildflower.
Happiness is taking days to bask in silence. Not doing. Just being.
Happiness is no longer shrinking.
It's releasing. Guilt. Regret.
The weight of the past, and the fear of the future.
It's discovering the joy in simplicity.
The beauty in the little things.
The power in the everyday.
L.E.Bowman
