What feels like a tiny anchor in this crazy world?
Friendships. The people you choose to have as family and specifically the ones who choose you back. the ones who will reprimand you and support you and scold you and encourage you. the ones who will walk with you through the pruning, sickness, health, wins, losses, tragedy, joy … everywhere, all the time … the people who call you out, soundboards … the ones who keep you focussed, or remind you who and what you are and whose you are. the ones who love you and understand how you wand and need to be loved. the ones who pray for you earnestly. the ones who choose you when they want to do things together and outside and everywhere.
my anchors.
and then also always … my family … Mom, Dad, brothers. whether they agree or disagree … they keep me anchored, accountable and on the ground.
love lives here.
10 December 2025
KarisMatiek 