We frame our views. We choose where to look. We decide what to see.
I lived in a different virtual home - then.
A different website address. A different street one too.
Eight years ago.
I can no longer put my hands on what I shared. At this time...on that big day.
It ends. It begins. It begins and it ends. It ends and begins. Again.
I'm confused. I don't know.
I'm not sure how I wish to see things. Today.
I remember hope.
There were festivities and bright lights and joyous celebrations.
I'm grateful for the gift of perspective.
For time. For age. For that moment's pause to consider.
Re-framing my view.
Choosing and deciding.
On this wintry day - she surprised me.
I wanted only to take a quick peek in and thru.
Perhaps - to uncover. Maybe - to discover.
An ending and a beginning.
A view to the future.
And always - new.