Saturday, February 17, 2007
Moments like this are far and few between in life. These are quite moments when everything in the world feels right. I stood there in my front lawn basking in the premature spring sun. Wind blowing a soft breeze and birds singing praises in the trees. I wondered if there was anything I would trade for more moments like this. No, my life as is has brought this moment. Though I live in a suburban neighborhood, where the house to my left is less than eighteen feet away and there is a row of houses across the street, I felt as if this is what it would fee like on the property of my dream home, which sits on 20 acres. No sounds other than that of the birds, the wind and my own breath. I know it is a wonderful afternoon, because I can see the trees dancing to the birds singing and the sun is warming the tulips Audrey and I planted when Grace was born, as they are perking up from under ground after a winter slumber. Spring is coming early and life is awaking. I am awaking. I am awaking.
