This is what a happy Heather looks like.
This has been a strange week on the emotional spectrum. A little sadness about things past, but also so much joy in all of the sweetness of now and hope for what’s next. The sweetness that is always present, sitting alongside the sadness, but which is at so much risk of being overshadowed by the sad. So we need kind words and good friends and art and city walks to remind us that this sweetness is still there, always there, growing even, if we let it. Yesterday the sweetness was easy to see. Today it’s much harder. But I know it’s still there. 🍭✨