# Orbiting Home

## The Gentle Pull

Life moves in circles, not straight lines. Like planets tracing silent paths around a star, we revolve around what holds us steady. It's not force or chains, but a quiet gravity—family, a quiet morning ritual, the work that lights a spark. On this spring day in 2026, watching clouds drift from my window, I feel it: that pull keeps us from drifting into emptiness.

## Balance in the Turn

An orbit isn't stillness; it's motion made whole. Too close, and we burn; too far, and we wander lost. I've learned this in small ways—nurturing friendships without clinging, chasing dreams without forgetting rest. It's a rhythm: step forward, curve back, repeat. In a world of haste, this teaches patience. We don't need to rush the stars; our path unfolds as it should.

## Mapping Our Sky
- A parent's voice, echoing through years.
- Hands in soil, coaxing life from earth.
- Shared silence with someone who sees you.

These are our suns. They draw us near, not to trap, but to belong.

*In every revolution, we find our place.*