Standing in the driveway wearing a welding mask
staring at the sun.
Eating a pound of Peanut M&Ms between Oakland and Los Angeles.
Thinking about that time I ran over a young woman’s foot.

Seeing the beauty of a person’s earnestness as they comfort me crying in a bathroom.
Savoring the quiet of an afternoon reading beside a loved one.
Forgiving myself and feeling with her.

All these things happen.
There’s plenty of room for all this and more in an open heart.