Somebody, Somewhere….

Somebody, somewhere, just laughed for the first time in a way that made them wonder if maybe joy is back after all.

Somebody just reached for someone else’s hand in a dark theater and felt the electric miracle of being touched back.

Somebody’s heart just skipped. Somebody’s knees just buckled.

Somebody just kissed someone they’ve been waiting to kiss since the moment they met.

Somebody just said, “This is my first.” And meant it.

First date. First dance. First time being brave enough to wear what they love, say what they mean, be who they are.

Somebody, somewhere, just got a text that made them smile at their phone and fill up with tingles.

Somebody just got chosen. Really chosen. Not because they were the safest option but because they were the spark.

And maybe you’re not the somebody today. Maybe you’re not on the mountain or in the car or walking under a sky so full of stars it feels like a dream.

But isn’t it beautiful to know it’s still happening?

That out there, this very second, life is unfurling in tiny, tender ways.

And when it’s your turn again, (and it will be your turn again) the whole universe will conspire to make it feel like the very first time.

Somebody, somewhere, just remembered that magic is real. I hope it was you. 😘