wordpress daily prompt: <a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/retreat/”>Retreat</a>
Here’s my working metaphor for the coming year: There’s a big boulder along the waterfront in Lincoln Park here in West Seattle. It’s north of the Colman pool and is referred to as the Love Rock because the word 
is always, always spelled out with driftwood and shells, rusted metal and sometimes flowers in the summer.
Last week, I rode along the trail on my bike, glancing at the rock as I passed. Someone had brushed all the letters off and the pieces were scattered on the ground around the boulder. I kept riding and thought I would rebuild it on my return trip.
An hour later, I was looking forward to making things right, but I was too late–some good soul had already put things aright and Love triumphed once more. we’re in this together.
Never back down, never retreat.
What it's like 