One Voice. One Love.

It is treasured. It is marvelous. It echoes for miles in her heart. What a mythical, and absolute divine chime ringing continuously in her everyday. An irreplaceable hug for her emotions. A heart that molds another. One heart with scars of hurt and patches of healing, another with the same. The two together meet in bliss, ready to heal and grow larger. It stimulates a masterpiece, what might as well be considered art and hung on a wall for all to study. It is capable of slipping her into a trance, mesmerized for days. To her surprise, an alteration for the better. A journey ahead that appears to be unending. This is a thrill, not a dreadfully awful realization. Every corner turned creates a larger, more full memory lane. It teaches. The lessons learned are often unspeakable. The feelings and connections are exclusive. And it is the most wonderful experience she knows, and would not exchange for a life lived elsewhere. When she catches her reflection, it is almost unrecognizable. The mirror speaks back words like, progress, complete, content, joyful, and hopeful. And in that moment she steps away wrapping those words inside and ready to embrace. Time flies, as it often does. But time transforms into kairos, a time in between, when a special "something" happens. She realizes perfunctory love is lost. In turn, realizes words like unconditional, consistent and selfless become second nature. Time fizzles and becomes only a word. It is quickly replaced with eternity. Eternally grateful; eternally satisfied. This perpetual feeling of happiness is nearly indescribable. It is treasured. It is marvelous.