The silent violin streaks and the piano rumbles. Upon dismay, I slowly open my eyes to see a ray of light gleaming through my window tonight. Up so high, in the deep blue sky, behind clouds of white; there you stand.
"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning how to dance in the rain." - Vivian Greene
This spring has been a time of dramatic disruption and ongoing uncertainty, as the novel coronavirus COVID-19 continues to take thousands of lives, requiring social distancing that upends the global economy, and prevents us from coming together in response to crisis, as we ordinarily would.
At first light, I roam the halls of the structure my owners call home. Early morning bells echo; that, for some strange reason, summon my owners out of bed. A loud ruckus is about to begin and I find a small place to hide. My owner and her midget franticly run the halls, while I hide in this corner, waiting for them to leave.
To My Beautiful Angel,
From the moment of conception you changed my life forever. For at first, I was unaware of what was to come, but now I can clearly see. You, my beautiful angel, came as a blessing from above to strengthen your mommy. You came as a guiding light to pave a way in the darkness of my life. Your beautiful soul shone as a star from across the world. From the moment I saw your beautiful little body, I knew that I had a greater purpose in life.
"Beyond the basic need for a sense of control, we are deeply driven by our sense of identity, of who we are. We are in the middle of our individual world, where we place central importance on our sense of individual self."
I reminisce about all times we spent together and the games we used to make up to pass the time away. While you were not in my life for a long period of time, you still carved a huge spot in my heart for you.