I never noticed it before.

Not until everything fell apart.

I guess that’s how it works.

28 waits

until there’s nothing left to protect.

28 doesn’t arrive early, it shows up when the floor gives out.

I started seeing 28 everywhere

not because it followed me,

but because it stood still

and let me walk into it.

28 has weight.

28 has posture.

28 demands attention

without raising its voice.

I lived this year

split between love and loss

until 28 made room for both.

July 28th took everything I thought I wanted,

and then replaced it with everything it knew I needed.

That’s the bargain of 28.

Take it all.

Then build.

28 is a blessing in disguise.

28 teaches & taunts.

28 hunts & haunts.

When I hit rock bottom,

28 didn’t catch me

28 showed me there was nowhere left to fall.

The only way is up.

28 but count higher!

28 is even.

Inside 28, I see both sides clearly.

Love on one side.

Loss on the other.

28 doesn’t choose.

28 holds.

October 28th & A 28 second conversation

took everything I love.

The longest 28 seconds of my life.

The news piercing through my heart like a sharp knife.

Love left.

Loss followed.

28 stayed.

That’s the cruelty of it.

That’s also the gift.

I’m being reminded

or I’m being guided.

Loss and love chase me,

and 28 runs between them

the puppeteer pulling the strings,

me the puppet,

moving at 28’s mercy.

28 doesn’t comfort.

28 commands.

It takes charge!

28 is a portal, not a pause.

Every time I step through 28,

life meets me

without apology.

No need to explain or expand

or detain or defend.

28 breaks & its mends

and 28 shapes & bends

from beginning to end.

and from life to death.

I let 28 be what it is.

A number that takes.

A number that gives.

A number that strips illusion

down to what survives.

Still here.

Still working.

Through the power of the number,

through the power of repetition,

through the power vested in me

the number doesn’t leave.

It stays.

It waits.

It attacks when it’s ready

and when it does,

you will feel it.

28 is spontaneous and fearless.

It jumps into experience

and deals with reaction after.

28 demands its presence.

28 is beautiful.

It creates life.

but it is also great loss

and rebuild.

28 teaches strength.

God uses 28 as an anchor

to communicate with me.

He sends the signs

& I take the bait.

28 is where I cry

& where I feel safe.

28 is when you say I love you before it’s late!

or when God brings chaos

because he doesn’t want you wait.

Pay attention to the time & the date!

December 28th. Today marks Month 2.