Perhaps positivity doesn't have to ache or be a joke. Perhaps these doorbells and dewdrops and rainbows over an Icelandic moor can hold stillness and sweetness and light. Maybe this isn't a test a gauntlet thrown down from heaven by my cynical mother but rather a proverb: bird song is permission to relax -- no one's watching. Maybe cross-stitched sentiments and sappy love poems are really hard hard work toiled over by an invisible girl who hides most of the time from you and some of the time from herself: think positive though cuz maybe she's just waking up to knowing that a shadow exists exclusively because of the sun.
I love that a shadow exists because of the sun - sending big love and positivity to you always!!!
Thank you ,Elizabeth! Glad that you are continuing your writing! Hope all the family are well!