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An acceptance, a sense of being valued and of being understood.
Sunlight reflecting, glaring, off grave markers.
The only sense - that of leaves rustling in the trees.
The strange new and the familiar old. I am able to accept all - and that is a new experience for me.
I sit in my home alone, surrounded by my family of choice and chance who are absent, sleeping, but present; and I hear the whistle of the train and I feel comfort. Comfort in my surroundings, in the consistency and the evolution, and comfort in the change and forward motion of the world around me.
Know that words can only express so much and that life must take over the rest.
Sunlight reflecting, glaring, off grave markers.
The only sense - that of leaves rustling in the trees.
The strange new and the familiar old. I am able to accept all - and that is a new experience for me.
I sit in my home alone, surrounded by my family of choice and chance who are absent, sleeping, but present; and I hear the whistle of the train and I feel comfort. Comfort in my surroundings, in the consistency and the evolution, and comfort in the change and forward motion of the world around me.
Know that words can only express so much and that life must take over the rest.