Once upon a time, a lover compared me to the Atlantic, vast, and profound. They saw in me an expanse so wide, so deep, that it was beyond comprehension. But I never wanted to be the ocean, a mystery too great to fathom, a depth too deep to explore. Instead, I yearned to be the waves, the ones that dance upon the ocean’s surface. The waves that rise and fall, that ebb and flow with the rhythm of the moon. The waves that, despite their constant motion, never lose their essence. They break upon the shore, only to retreat and … Continue reading Hope Amidst Uncertainty