Some moments break through dark days like light coming through the clouds. The sound of a voice that untangles you every time. Sweaters that arrive in the mail--intended for warmth but wrapping you in love. A call from a friend who never tires of your sorrow. The words that unlock all your tears.
Everything is going to be alright.
You nod, you tuck this thought into your pocket, where you can rub it when disbelief tightens your chest, when the longing for your own happy ending takes up all the room you use for breath.
You hang these moments up--snapshots on the fridge of your mind. They are your comfort, your solace. They give you the patience to wait for the return of blue skies.