Calm

It may seem a little strange that one might find comfort inside of a place such as this, but it is the one place where she seems the most calm. It is a place where the tics no longer take control, nor do the overwhelming thoughts that often plaque her fragile mind. She is content here; Pleasantly distracted by the many sights, sounds, and the subtle smell of plywood radiating from the steel shelving on which they rest. She often asks to come here and I happily oblige; Seeing the sincerity in her smile and the excitement in her eyes as she wanders through every isle, blissfully escaping a cruel and unfair world that some of us will never see.-

January 23, 2021