the park and feel the sun, walk through
the tall grass, and smell the sweet
flowers. A small and wonderful
thing I only seldom took the time to
enjoy before. Ahh, the small things
I was depriving myself of as I searched and searched for
a different path to my happiness. All the while, in front
of my face, was a way to connect to God, to see His
creation as a reality in my skewed perceptions, and
give life to my senses that were diluted with pain and anger.
These simple moments are almost what has
given me life again. I let the sun kiss my cheek, watch my dog romp and smile, and my feet get black as soot, and in that moment I am me. I have no other place to be but there. At one point I realized everywhere I went I would take pictures of the things that I enjoyed. And at this point i am realizing I am missing out on holding that object, feeling it, smelling it, experiencing it. A new hold on creation has been a gift these last few months, and a much needed boost of love has come my way through God's shining on this for me. 
