Breathe With Me (Playing For Keeps #5)

by Becka Mack

“Mommy says we should speak the things we want out loud, ’cause then maybe we can speak ’em into existence,” she tells me with the softest smile. “I want you to have everything that makes you happy, Auntie Cara, ’cause you make me happy.” She leans closer, hands cupped around her mouth. “Even though you say bad words a lot.”

😭

I don’t know who’s the first to wrap themselves around us. All I know is that one moment we’re standing here, barely holding it together, and the next, we’re not holding it together at all. But it’s okay. Because maybe we don’t need to hold it together when we have them holding us up.

There is never an end where love exists.”