The Girassol Journal 🌻

What if some of the things you longed for have already arrived… just in a different shape than you expected?

My dogs don’t understand why we can’t go on our usual winter walks. But their hopeful eyes reminded me of something deeper: sometimes the doors that stay closed are quietly protecting us.

This happened a few years ago, but I remember it vividly. Not just the event itself, but also the feeling. I remember where I was. The narrow road. The time of day. What I was wearing. Even the temperature in the car. And most of all, the state of mind I was in that day. I was driving home, and I couldn’t wait to get there. I wasn’t late for anything and there was nothing urgent waiting for me. But my mind was racing. I was frustrated with life. Frustrated with not knowing wh