Beauty

A moment of beauty – listening to Apocalyptica – crying cello music as a v-shaped flock of birds fly over – split second 60 miles per hour – sheer beauty in that split second.
Yesterday, the world looked different. I saw beauty where I hadn't seen it before. The world moved by me in multitudes of sudden still photographs.

A friend told me that this would be a defining moment in my life.
I have grown up in the last month. I thought I was grown up, but I have grown up. I no longer forget the little details - stoking the fire, hanging up the phone - because there's no one there to pick up the pieces. I don't dread it though - it is like a new job - shiny, exciting, like putting on a new coat that is a little big, but will fit with time. Grocery shopping for someone else is strange. I really do like cooking, and even doing dishes isn't so bad.

"How are you doing" - I am one of those obnoxiously honest people who will tell you exactly how I am. Lately I just say,"I'm here." I don't know what else to say. God is good and I'm here to prove it.