Rich is a home that holds you

 Rich is a home that holds you

in warmth, in nourishment, in the sacred ordinary.
It’s the heat that rises when the world feels cold,
the washer spinning the stories of your days,
the fridge filled with the quiet promise
that your family will be fed and cared for.

Rich is not loud.
It doesn’t glitter.
It simply gathers around you,
wrapping your life in small mercies
you once dreamed of.

Rich is knowing that the life you are living now
is the very prayer your younger self whispered into the dark. 

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