I am ready….
Happy Summer! And please enjoy the wonderful heat of day and the marvelous glow of night…strolling…
From the ‘before’ to the ‘now, my stumbling naked truth is rather intrigued by the new unknown.
I am a heavy woman. My essence is heavy. Embracing that realization lightens my soul…
“Oh, Stephanie. It could always be worse!” I can be – I know it is hard to imagine – the worst of worst patients, a whining, complaining ninny.
Technically, my bosom was clothed in a rather bedazzled brassiere. Even though I had no intention of any action nearing usch exhibitionism, in the moment I could not have cared less.
An observer would have noted the moment of instantaneous recognition between the two of us. Between the mutual tears, he told me a story of my father I had not heard before..
With the righteousness of a workday’s exhaustion, my mind ran through litanies of gratitude to the universe for anything and everything.
“You. You are light…I am, oddly now, dark..”
As I chase the sun in a daily tandem race with time, I have this dream for myself…and another one too…a selfish desire, no doubt, or maybe one of the best of human miracles.