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1:24 A.M. - Monday, Sept. 26, 2005 I have tried to place my thinking within those that have survived, where do you start when you make a fresh start with nothing. I suppose you would take one day at a time and have faith. To write that appears futile, although what would be the alternative? Disaster could strike any of us at any time. Not that I feel compelled to dwell on such a thing, however it does give cause to wonder, what if those shoes were mine.
The last few weeks I have noticed how awesome the sunrise is. I witnessed an extraordinary colossal ring around the moon. I have never seen such a ring nor had any one at work the night as we all shuffled out doors to see it. I have taken in the smell of the rains that Rita brought to our part of the world and heard her lonesome howl as winds soared around trees and over the rooftop. Each dawn I notice yet another tree changing from summers green to the magical colors of fall. The hummer's have taken flight headed south and night sounds no longer hear the call of the katydids. Time continues to tick forward as one season begins the merge into another. My mind still adrift on many things although pinpointing one is impossible. A book cannot hold my attention a movie does not intrigue me. Life around me is what captivates my soul and, I find peace. Sandyz
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