ode to august
grateful for everything
I love the idea of new months
I recalibrate my mind to experience a new atmosphere of what’s to come
my weeks have themes but my months truly do have mantras
August was the colour blue, a stream besides a blanket of grass, like the aged pages of your dad’s favorite novel sitting against the terracotta tinged sun. I am so grateful for everything this month had to offer.
And when you remember this month, remember how hard you tried and how well you did it. You lived, still you have breath in your lungs as a testament that you survived, that its not over yet.
That nothing can truly take you out of the hollow of God’s hand.
I hope August felt like God’s love hung in the air for you to see, for you to inhale while passing by, that everywhere you looked, you beheld the beauty of creation.
August was a long month of choosing joy when everything else felt like a conceivable option.
Grateful to God that he has held me through it all.
As I look forward to September I hope i never forget the healing the August sun shined upon me.
30/31 I’m so glad we made it through!
-with all the love in my heart
tshego ♡