today's post is brought to you by the letter...

y.

As in y, when it rains in Hawaii, does it seem a painfully thin layer of mold rises to the surface?  Of.  Everything.  Everywhere.

Also, y mommy y?

And, my favorite...

But, y?

And y is blogging sometimes the weirdest sort of thing?  Like.  All. The.  Time.  y?

Mostly, y does it seem, at times, this living we do can be so all consuming that every last one of our little bits is so thoroughly emptied into the just getting through the day?  Like on Mondays. And, also, sometimes Tuesdays.  But, rarely Fridays.

y does one kind word turn it all around?  
Just.  One.  Word.  

And y does it always come, you know, if you hang on long enough?
Must.  Hang.  On.

y are the most beautiful moments, the dearest friends, the most breath taking scenes, in this life... also the most unexpected?

y are our stories so obviously interwoven?  

y does hearing you speak your story, breathe courage into the soul of mine? 

y is that sometimes enough?  Sometimes...

love.

That's y.

and, also, just because.
(Except for the mold-- it's likely we're surrounded by mycotoxins. The end is nigh.  I'm convinced.)  =)

a song.

Be well.

live sweet, 

n