Spending time around couples who genuinely enjoy each other's company is so refreshing. I hear them raise their voices and some deep part of me braces to prepare for yelling and cruel words. I watch-feel it happening over and over, but turns out they're having fun. Or maybe they're being frustrated and talking about their day, but their partner meets them and holds their face with gentle hands and a soft heart. Maybe they're reenacting something silly they saw on the sidewalk earlier that morning, the point is that there are kind people.
Really they exist, and a lot of them.
So don't go back to the familiar uncertainty. It feels familiar to always be on your toes, to use that tipping-tumbling feeling as a start to momentum in life. But I swear on the ocean that you can have momentum without tiptoeing through eggshells of being scared all the dang time. It might be slower, because usually adrenaline-fueled sprinting is pretty speedy, but slower is probably healthier. Look for those people that feel safe, kind, the ones where you enjoy who you are when you're with them. That's what home will feel like.
