You are who are pretending to be okay when you are hurting inside and barely holding on to the little you have, I see your struggle.
You who are continuing to pour out to others even though your heart longs to be poured into, I hear your cries.
You who are showing up despite wanting to quit, I honor your sacrifice.
I see you. I hear you. I honor you.
Originally posted on The Essential Creative:
I love anything artistic and creative. Whether it is sitting in the back yard, staring at the sky and thinking about story ideas or sitting in my office writing business ideas and plans, I get caught up in…