“The difference between
joy and despair,” she said,
“has little to do with
circumstances and
everything to do with
what you choose to see.”
“You’re making that up,”
he replied.
She took his face
between her hands
and stared into his eyes
as if they held galaxies.
“I love you,” she said,
“with all of my heart.”
And he believed her.
Peace,
Milton
Peace to you. Thank you.