Riding the mower this evening overcome with a sense of peace I felt compelled to write. The light is fading and old man winter is soon to make his return. The dust rising up from the flat below the cabin, creating a canvas for the sun to dance upon through the trees. Alone I proceeded, like most evenings, but tonight it was strange to not be able to text Jeffrey that I was once again crushing it. Unable to plan the next outing that would fill our souls with the green of the forest and the bubbling of fresh springs from rock. No text message of mutual domination would be there. Lately Ive been feeling a lot of peace simply because all of this has completely solidified my knowing that I am inextricably unable to control my life and the future. I am simply moving forward into the present now, with the lessons Ive learned. If I get too involved trying to comprehend the unknown, fear will simply defeat me. What a gift this life is. Friendship and love are impossible to destroy. Happiness is truly only real when shared. Im grateful for those who so passionately lend themselves to the mutual task of capturing all there is out of each and every precious day. Im always thinking of you all and it will always make me smile.
Posted on: Tue, 23 Sep 2014 23:12:29 +0000
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