BIRDS OF A FEATHER FLOCK TOGETHER

To wake up with a heavy heart is never a feeling we anticipate,

but neither is the weightless feeling of support and community to uplift us out of our darkest places and into the light.

Mornings where rising out of bed feel impossible to do,

I try to remember to think of those who act as feathers to my wings to help me fly.

Love J.J.

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