Joy

The joy in my heart is one I can’t explain

Life has its challenges, but I feel no need to 

complain 

No longer do i feel far from happiness

no, I don’t resent my scars 

I am content with where I am 

and my accomplishments, 

thus far

I am excited for all that is ahead of me 

excited for what I am experiencing

Filled with faith 

and optimism 

even Towards the things I’ve yet

to see.

The joy in my heart is one I can’t explain

and I hope that you too will be so 

overwhelmed 

with happiness, 

that you can also say

 the same. 

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Hi! I know it’s been a while. I’ve been adjusting to changes and whatnot (we do be in college now). Like the poem above indicated, I’m happy. Everything isn’t perfect of course, but I’m happy with where I’m at. I have a cool roomate, I’m doing well in my classes, and I’ve identified the things I want to work on. So really, I can’t complain. I know that there are many out there who can’t say the same, which sucks. But I’m so grateful and glad to be… cómo se dice…thriving.

To those who are doing well: we love to see it. Joy looks great on you. To those who aren’t quite there yet: I hope that changes soon. Or, at the very least, you’re able to learn something from an non-ideal situation. There’s a verse I like a lot which says, “weeping may endure for a night, but joys come in the morning” (Psalm 30:5).

Wishing you all the best,

Rhobie ❤