Sunday

I think it is time for a new post. My heart has been so full lately that I haven't had any room for extra words. I still feel like I don't have much to actually say. It's like you'd have to sit here with me to even get a glimpse at understanding.

The wind is whistling so much, it sounds like an animal, a cat.

I think it is a feeling held only by aunts, or people who are basically aunts. It's a crazy marveling at life, and it's so overwhelming, but wonderful at the same time. I can't even put it into words. It's crazy love, and yet bewilderment. It's wonderful. so alert, so aware, alive. But inexplainable.

Everyone said it would be a "bad" winter, but it's currently 50 out. just creeeeeping in. I like winter though. I want cold weather.

That which God said to the rose and caused it to laugh in full blown beauty, He said to my heart and made it a hundred times more beautiful. -Rumi