Somewhere deep inside of me is a sweet happy song playing. Its words are holding hands with the steam of words in the sentences of my current thoughts and love for my husband. It’s like a parade of bliss running through my world today. I sometimes stop myself and look around and say a prayer of thanks. I have re-lit and re-built my life a few times and this time….this time I molded the world around me to be something that may not yet be what describes perfection but for me…deep inside…I am happy and it is perfect already. I am blissful. There is the prettiest song I’ve ever heard playing in my head….it’s melody caressing my heart strings…plucking at the right moments, in synch with my soul’s rhythmic beat. With his hand on my hip in the middle of the night…strong enough to hold me down in the harshest of storms and my leg entwined with his, snug enough to make a perfect fit. These are the things I now more than notice, and my mind writes the story down, a bestselling novel for my one customer, my memory.
Yea!