(Waterloo Bridge, Sunlight Effect – Claude Monet)
Life has been generous to me.
During times of great shadows, Life has hovered near, waiting in the undercurrent.
I have stood in the presence of unimaginable despair, while Life has unknowingly held my hand.
Like ripples in a pond, ceaselessly chasing one after the other, Life has pursued me.
Masked glimmers have grown to irrepressible streams of light. Cynicism dissolved. Disappointment redeemed.
I am endlessly bowed down. Immeasurably grateful.
Life dwells in the depths of my daughter’s eyes. In the hands that enclose mine. In sacred moments scented with coffee.
I am surrounded by goodness.