I have a confession.
It’s a painful reverberation in my heart. A longing that
consumes my mind.
I want to be here.
By here, I mean…. Here.
I want to live inside my moments, capture all that surrounds
me, good or bad. I’m not sure when it was that I lost my wonder, I want to say
somewhere between my life and my future. At the end of my days when all I have
is a mind full of memories to flip through, I want to know that I relished all
of my moments.
If I can speak vulnerably, I can say that all of my devotions,
thoughts and our prayers have been for God to give me back my sight. The veil
of beauty that once filtered everything I saw, every person I talked to, and
every thought that I had.
I pray for beautiful moments, good or bad.
Love,
SR
