meeting of the hearts and minds
Tal rubs furred ears. “Burrrrrth-day comin’ up Henny girl! You’re gonna be four!”
“Only took three and a half years to build trust.” Nia raises her brows and clears her throat. “Glad we finally managed it.”
“Henny surely came to us with a different personality than Mara…” The fourleg allows Cal to scratch her belly. “She’s taught us a thing… or ninety-nine… and given us a run for our money. I sense we’re settling in though… A time for peace.”
The trio laces their fingers, savoring their progress.
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come.
~ Anne Lamott