Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

We watched hail and snow then rain fall all in a matter of minutes. Then it dawned on me. With this life, always do something that moves your spirit. Maybe it was the setting or the skies or the ability to bask in a moment where so many things seemed to occur almost simultaneously. Either way, we left renewed, remembering, no one will love us more than we love ourselves. Few too will understand all the ways we carry water. Either way, choose to savor how your spirit moves with those who do this life thing with you. Keep this.