my beautiful week 11

- Brightly coloured stained glass windows filter morning sunshine, casting blessed rays over the Benediction café.

- The steady metronome of footsteps crunching gravel settles my restless mind in a walking meditation.

- I wait with pounding heart at the finish line for Talya to appear. Before long I see her long legs racing down the home stretch, chest lifted, broad smile across her happy face. “I can’t believe I won!” she exclaims with joy.