Trusting What Is Returning

When something begins to return,
it is not always easy to trust.

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It is small.
Uncertain.
Gone again as quickly as it appeared.

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For a long time,
I learned not to rely on these moments.

To question them.
To wait for something more definite.

Something that would last.

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But certainty rarely arrives all at once.

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What returns
often does so quietly.

In fragments.
In brief openings.
In ways that do not announce themselves.

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And the instinct is to doubt.

To hold back.
To wait until it is clearer.

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But something changes
when you begin to trust even a small return.

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Not fully.
Not blindly.

Just enough
to let it be there.

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To notice it
without immediately questioning it.

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To allow it
without asking it to prove itself.

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And over time,
that changes the field again.

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What returns
finds more space.

More time.

More permission to stay.

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Not because it was forced.

But because
it was met.