hope floats.

It was as if Life intended to take from her every single thing that defined her. It wasn’t enough that she would adjust to her new shell, that she would adjust to loss,that she would overcome every challenge and even face head on the unknown being dragged out before her. Life demanded. And just as she felt she had her bearings, her sail cast in gratitude, navigating with the slightest hint of happiness… Life rose up before her and crashed down on her with such force that her vessel of hope splintered into a million tiny fragments…

…and still she reached out… pulling the pieces back in…in hopes of forming something new with the shards that remained…

until she no longer floats.

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