waiting for irene… a wondrous time in my life that i will never forget: the gorgeous manhattan sky, empty streets, a fabulous meal 37 floors up and the warmest, truest, most amazing company of my life –an irreplaceable jewel of man. and my resolve becomes clear: i will never take special moments, special people for granted ever again because at that place, in that time, had i stayed in the present instead of chasing the fear of the past, i might have found the courage to be still and trust that this was my “one.”
a painful– haunting lesson, but i’m learning to look for life’s sweet underbelly and its tender longing that stays, no matter what. now, back to the windows to see what new memories the universe has in store… under another stormy sky…ache