Hope is no small thing.

Happiness exists, and it’s already here, like a rosebud waiting beneath a swaddle of folded petals.

 It’s already here, waiting as we do, to develop and bloom into our lives. We have to take the right steps, but it’s there.

Sometimes the “right steps” are patience and the virtue of loving oneself enough

To risk denying others what they desire 

Of you.

In the name of our dreams, this isn’t selfish, but an expression of the highest love and most profound foresight.