On nights when sadness arrives, I hope you welcome it like an old friend. Bring it to your table and speak with it about your doubts and misfortunes. Feed it with your energy — for even sadness is sustenance — and let it rest in contentment, long after it has been satisfied. After all, true meals should never be rushed.

That’s when you can reflect on the “what ifs,” the “almosts,” the “why nots,” and the “hows” that haunt it. And that’s when sadness will also remember you.

Because when you recognize its place in your life, you’ll understand that sadness holds value — and sooner or later, it will make room for something else. It will remember your kindness, and with luck, return more gently next time.

And when that moment comes, may hope and comfort also be gathered at your table… ❤️🙏

©️ Beatriz Esmer