In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Grand Slam.”
In your own life, what would be the equivalent of a walk-off home run? (For the baseball-averse, that’s a last-minute, back-against-the-wall play that guarantees a dramatic victory.)
victory for me would mean peace. just plain old peace. a reassurance that i am secure, that i am loved immensely, that i am looked after.
and sometimes i really, really feel that. and other times i forget to. haha i guess all the accolades in the world don’t mean a thing in the end because what i really want concerns the soul and a heart felt desire to be at rest within my soul.