the passing time trickles/gushes/snakes its way through my fingers, taking with it days full of two-year-old smiles, twenty-two-year-old frustrations of incessant paperwork, and moments that seem to disappear along with the steady rush of seconds ticking by. this era is overflowing with hellos, goodbyes, and hasta prontos. i like it, at least on the good days.
i love watching the people i love grow; i love to hear how they're stretching beyond their current known(s). be it boarding an airtight aircraft to begin grain-harvesting on the opposing side of the earth, learning to love & rear your very first and most devastatingly precious baby girl, or turning over a new leaf after being set aflame by your previous path. all of it - big or small, significant or hardly noticed - it is beautiful. and it is from this very beauty that my hungry lungs draw, what keeps each foot chasing after its sister.
as always, i find myself in awe of the glorious humans that make my life full.
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