I guess I'm just finally feeling what people need to feel to be people. People come into our lives and set them on fire and we "burn with the beauty," become bigger, brighter, more. The people come and then they go away again. That's part of life. We let the change take place. We trust one another, we trust ourselves, and we respond to life as it comes with it's new people and changes. And all of it's good. And all of it is worth it. And it will always be painful, because how else would love taste so sweet to us when we get it at last?
The day we decided this, it was a clear, shining day. Today is cold and wet and clouded. The earth's been washed and the wind is blowing it dry. We need days like this for the rest to matter. And so,
today
is
a
beautiful
day.
Hooray to have loved, and to love still.
