Thursday, June 25, 2009

You Always Start -- And End -- With Life

There's Emma -- life. And happiness brought. A new sweet little face and spirit, with an insistent, unbridled energy and unslapped-down confidence. A beginning.

For her. For me.


Then there are sad goodbyes to once-vibrant lives. One that took no prisoners--Farrah. And one that became one. Michael.

Hellos, goodbyes. Life. Death.

But always we begin with life. Feeling sad, I look down. Looking up ... I see Emma looking back at me. A purr waiting to happen. Life. Happiness.

Always back to that.