"A phone call from an old friend, just when you needed it. The sound after a snowfall. A perfect peach."
Currently
Reading: Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
Watching: Remember Sunday
Listening: "Firefly" by Jimmy Needham
It's tulips and it's daisies
Your favorite flowers lately
You think that I ain't listening, but you know I do
With your two lips on me baby
My head starts getting dazey
Don't give me a flower
What I want is you
Your favorite flowers lately
You think that I ain't listening, but you know I do
With your two lips on me baby
My head starts getting dazey
Don't give me a flower
What I want is you
"A moment of sheer confidence. Finding the right words. Feeling strong. Knowing the answer. Green lights."
Over the past few days I have found myself automatically making gestures and comments that almost feel wired into my DNA. Nothing major or life altering. Mostly simple things I almost don't notice and that at the very last second... I do. Things like bouncing my shoulders when I get excited. Or shouting Auy Guay! Or pull my hair half back loosely in a clip. Simple things that make no difference in the grand scheme of it all, but make a marked difference in the day to day.
It is in those miments that I feel them with me. I feel their love for me and I love them so dearly. I lived life with them everyday for long periods of time. They bring joy to my life. They put smiles on my face. I carry them with me. They are a part of me.
"New growth. A compliment. Quiet time. Sudden laughter."
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