The Light Between Your Messages

The screen is bright, but your hands are shaking. You sent the words you needed to send, and now you are terrified they will answer before you are strong enough to hear them.

This is the exhale—the moment the armor comes off and the fear rushes in to take its place. You want to throw the phone across the room just to stop the waiting.

But listen—there is a peace waiting for you that does not depend on their reply. It is not like the world's peace, which arrives only when everything goes your way.

This peace is already here, sitting beside you in the quiet. It does not need you to be strong.

It does not need you to have the perfect response ready. The light is not in the message you sent or the one you fear receiving.

The light is the space between them, holding you while you wait. You do not have to answer tonight.

You only have to breathe.