Beauty is everywhere
I'm going to a visitation this evening. A friend died suddenly on Wednesday. She was 43 years old, a lawyer, heavily involved in her community, in ridiculously good shape, in an apparently happy marriage and a mother of two children under the age of two-years-old.
It sucks.
I wish I could say more than that, but I don't really have much to say other than that. When I mention her death, people keep telling me that they're sorry for my loss. But I don't quite know how to respond to that. I'm not sure it's my loss. We were friends, and I'm shocked and saddened by her death. But, when I think of loss, I can only think of her husband and children.
I wish this year I had happier things to write about. I really want this year to be a great one.
And so, I write about a baby who will be born in the next few days. My friend Drillbit is ready to pop at any moment, and I'm terribly excited for her. She and her husband are dear, wonderful people, and this little baby will be an amazing kid.
I also write about my puppy, Celosa, who brings me joy every day. She's such a happy, loving dog, and it's very difficult to be sad when she's around. She loves me with every fiber of her being, and she instantly makes me feel better no matter what's around.
I write about how pretty of a day it is. The sun is shining, and the temperatures are mild. It's a day to be outside, and I was fortunate to be out there today for a little while.
I write about my partner, Graham, who loves me and never fails to both show me and tell me that he loves me. He makes me feel beautiful when I do not feel beautiful. He makes me feel confident when I do not feel confident. He makes me strive to be the person he sees, and most importantly, he lets me be me.
Kiss those that mean something to you today. There is much beauty and joy in the world, and too often we do not embrace it, taking it for granted, assuming it will be there tomorrow.
It sucks.
I wish I could say more than that, but I don't really have much to say other than that. When I mention her death, people keep telling me that they're sorry for my loss. But I don't quite know how to respond to that. I'm not sure it's my loss. We were friends, and I'm shocked and saddened by her death. But, when I think of loss, I can only think of her husband and children.
I wish this year I had happier things to write about. I really want this year to be a great one.
And so, I write about a baby who will be born in the next few days. My friend Drillbit is ready to pop at any moment, and I'm terribly excited for her. She and her husband are dear, wonderful people, and this little baby will be an amazing kid.
I also write about my puppy, Celosa, who brings me joy every day. She's such a happy, loving dog, and it's very difficult to be sad when she's around. She loves me with every fiber of her being, and she instantly makes me feel better no matter what's around.
I write about how pretty of a day it is. The sun is shining, and the temperatures are mild. It's a day to be outside, and I was fortunate to be out there today for a little while.
I write about my partner, Graham, who loves me and never fails to both show me and tell me that he loves me. He makes me feel beautiful when I do not feel beautiful. He makes me feel confident when I do not feel confident. He makes me strive to be the person he sees, and most importantly, he lets me be me.
Kiss those that mean something to you today. There is much beauty and joy in the world, and too often we do not embrace it, taking it for granted, assuming it will be there tomorrow.