though during midsummer in Finland, the sun will float
above the horizon line for weeks, and each light-soaked
day seems longest. That is what I wish for you—
day after day of unsetting love, whole months when you feel
the most beloved, the most seen, the most embraced
for exactly who you are. I want to send you
giant bouquets of days, all of them the loveliest,
all of them invitations to feel the most wholly yourself.
And on the shorter days when warmth feels distant,
those are the days I want to remind you that it’s normal
to feel unlovable. It’s normal to feel not enough.
It’s normal to wish (unreasonable though it is)
that those days would disappear and every day could be
the best day, the longest light, the day most soaked with love.
Oh to have such wishes come true! Warm thoughts to hug close on those soul chilling “not enough” days.
Right?? Come winter, it’s hard to remember
Great analogy as it captures my frequent desire for all days to be long and wonderful.
thanks Elizabeth–yeah, my desire, too. thank you for the resonance!
You’re welcome.