We are more than the sum of our parts.
We are both a mess and a masterpiece.
We don’t have to be one thing. We can’t be one thing. But we often try to be.
Full of hope or down in the dumps. We don’t have to choose one or the other, we can be a mix of many things.
Life is beautiful and hard all at the same time.
Grief and laughter. We can do both. We can experience joy in the most somber moment and we can feel pain when all is well.
It’s not about separating out and being all of one thing and nothing of another; it’s holding different parts of us and our lives, simultaneously.
We are more than one thing.
And that’s ok.