Quiet This Christmas

Everyone is home for the holidays. But I'm still searching for home inside my head.

The lights are on, but the spark is gone. A candle flickers

in the quiet instead. Surviving is a gift too. Rest if you

need to. Just don't let the light go out. It's okay to

be quiet this Christmas. You are still wanted here even through the doubt.

A steaming mug and a handwritten note. Outside the window the streetlight glows.

Footsteps soft in the snowy forest. The longest night still whispers as it goes.

Surviving is a gift too. Rest if you need to. Just don't let