The Sweetest Part Might Be the Waiting
An ode to anticipation—and the woman who dares to dream again
Joy doesn’t wait until everything is perfect.
It arrives early—
with wings wide,
light rising,
and a whisper in your spirit that says:
“Something good is coming. Get ready.”
This is Joy.
The kind that meets you before the fireworks start.
The kind that lives in the anticipation itself.