Meet Me Where I Am.

If This Is a Dream, Don’t Wake Me

The stars spin quietly above
the sun drifts lazily across the sky
the Earth turns, and somehow, perfectly,
here I am.

A girl with too many dreams
and a heart that notices everything
and a mind that wanders
through what could be
and what already is.

I step back and blink,
and the world feels impossible.
I am lucky—
so lucky.

For mornings that hold soft light
for people who laugh and stay
for doors that open
for lessons I didn’t know I needed
for a heart that keeps stretching
and a mind that keeps asking
and a soul that keeps believing
even when it’s hard.

I don’t want to wake from this dream.
I don’t want to miss
the ordinary miracles tucked into the ordinary days
the way sunlight lingers on the floor
the way laughter spills
the way love finds you in small corners
the way being alive
feels like permission
to exist exactly as you are.

If this is a dream,
let me stay in it.
Let me float a little longer
in awe
of this life
that somehow, improbably,
is mine.

What a privilege it is to be here – right here. Thinking of you.

Emi Sue