I know

I know that we’re going to make it. I know because my co-worker came in with happy news, and we hugged with tears in our eyes. Because two college kids walked across the street – one with pink hair and the other with purple. And following closely behind was another carrying a canvas – a blank cotton and polyester blend, ready to be filled with whatever imaginings are tucked inside his mind. Because there is a song playing titled Elevate. Because someone took the time to write that, and another called Free Spirit. I know because the cold finally broke today; and the sun is out. And because I saw the wind ripping through the palm fronds, and they weren’t the least bit bothered. I know that we’ll make it. Because the seasons do change. Because those kids do exist. And so do the artists. And the lovers. And the sun and the palms. Because our tears are shared, and so are our joys. I know because, eventually, every cold snap must break.

©️ Cristen Writes