Morning glistens through my windows in the corner of my house where my book tree sits dormant, waiting for the dark to descend when I turn on its lights. The promise of sunshine today makes me gleeful. It is the day I will take presents for the children at the Jane Addams women's shelter, and I will give the little girl her baby doll that I promised her two weeks ago. It is also a day when I will have dinner with both of my children, a time when I can hold them close and remind them to love each other always and always. Also, it is a time for bubbly champagne and a time for laughter because the two of them are unrestrainedly hilarious.
Mostly it is a day for rushing around but feeling calm in my soul and serenity in my heart because I do not feel that I am hurting or unkind to anyone, probably because I do not feel threatened or hurt or victimized by other people. Maybe it's being unmarried. Whatever it is, I accept my solitude, wrap myself in it when I can but share myself whenever I have the opportunity.
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