What beautiful friends I have. They love me and they don't have to. Friends are chosen, never made. I felt so wonderful yesterday. I was here. I am here. Aware or not, I take everything and everyone with me. All of this all.
Yesterday comes to me in flashes and sound. And in emotions. In tactile brushes. I am aware. I am curious.
I see his expressive eyes. I see him want to taste the world. And he does. I see him moving. I see him fuss. I feel him explore. I am a child again.
I see her. She is graceful. I see her smile. I see her think. I feel her direction. She knows. She commands. She is care.
I see them, I see twins. One compass. And many children. I laugh. I grin. I jest. I laugh until I can barely speak. I can not this time. I will wait. Words will find me.
I hope. They may too.
I hold them. All of them. I will remember. They will too.
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