I am feeling like I am 15 years old lately. Prone to fits of giggling, blushing and daydreaming.
Today, my broken heart was mended. Again, since this is a public platform, I will not provide details.
But I will say I am happy. Perhaps a bit too happy, if that is possible. Members of my family have expressed concern. And an elderly lady came up to me at Fred Meyer's and asked me why I was smiling so widely. She asked me if something was funny.
Surprised by her intrusion, I merrily replied, "Nope
Just happy!" As I practically skipped off to the produce section. Where I took a few deep breaths. Maybe I was too giddy. Perhaps I should tone it down?
PSSHAW! Life is too short!
I carried my happy energy throughout my day. Home from the grocery store to make a lively pot of black bean/bison chili.
And then back out this evening to a 9-11 Memorial service where I played music with friends.
It was a small, intimate service. We only had a short rehearsal yesterday, but the music flowed effortlessly. Like it was coming straight out of our souls.
And I realized in church tonight why my world had lost a little bit of color over the years. Love does bring out the best in us, even as it makes us vulnerable. But now that I have emerged, going back to a grey world holds no appeal.
Happy Sunday
Today, my broken heart was mended. Again, since this is a public platform, I will not provide details.
But I will say I am happy. Perhaps a bit too happy, if that is possible. Members of my family have expressed concern. And an elderly lady came up to me at Fred Meyer's and asked me why I was smiling so widely. She asked me if something was funny.
Surprised by her intrusion, I merrily replied, "Nope
Just happy!" As I practically skipped off to the produce section. Where I took a few deep breaths. Maybe I was too giddy. Perhaps I should tone it down?
PSSHAW! Life is too short!
I carried my happy energy throughout my day. Home from the grocery store to make a lively pot of black bean/bison chili.
And then back out this evening to a 9-11 Memorial service where I played music with friends.
It was a small, intimate service. We only had a short rehearsal yesterday, but the music flowed effortlessly. Like it was coming straight out of our souls.
And I realized in church tonight why my world had lost a little bit of color over the years. Love does bring out the best in us, even as it makes us vulnerable. But now that I have emerged, going back to a grey world holds no appeal.
Happy Sunday
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