A Personal Lent - Day 4
The bed was foreign but comforting. A secondary home I had never imagined. The stillness that I no longer thought existed was here in abundance, blanketing the room with a tranquility that rippled with each of his breaths that pet my shoulder. The half-light of dawn encroached on peace that I thought I could only feel at night. I wasn’t here a year ago or years previous. I was never here until now. New emotions were emerging that couldn’t be labeled or associated with any pre-existing pain. Was this what it felt like when people spoke of life’s new beginnings?