What if your beautiful/ordinary everyday life isn’t beautiful and hasn’t been for a long time? For a long time, “hello to here” was an easy thing to say, like throwing a party for all the lovely parts of my life: hello, hello, hello. But all of a sudden, it was hard to say hello. It was hard to look the reality of my life full in the face. Here was not a place I wanted to be, and certainly not a place I wanted to greet enthusiastically.
