I searched in earnest, at last, I found the box— but not her, my beautiful ballerina. I longed to see her dance again. Music rose, velvet glowed, my heart lifted… but only my reflection gazed back. And then— I saw…

When I see that old, cheap bubble gum— you know the blue, yellow, and orange in the traditional wrapper, twisted at both ends; the kind whose flavor lasts only a moment before vanishing— I’m instantly taken bac

Kindness doesn’t always show up to fix. Sometimes, it shows up to invite.