Every year has its ups and downs, its losts and founds. When July is full of struggle and strife, the hope for August is a chance at new life.
As the seasons change, fading in and out of one another whether you’re ready or not, the trick to being “okay” may sometimes lie in the simple act of remembering. When a beautiful fire burns in November, try to remember it in the cold of December. You won’t be able to feel its warmth in the moment, but you’ll know that the warmth was real once, that it still is, and that it can be felt again.