(i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any--lifted from the no of all nothing--human merely being doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
- e.e. cummings i read these lines and i feel something so much bigger and more beautiful than i can understand. i am grateful. we are grateful. we are alive together, in this light, in the light and love of each other. i give thanks that i learned about life by loving you, and that it is a gift that opens itself each day, blooming, pointed towards the sun.
i am thankful for the eyes by which i can see you, and even more for the eyes of my heart. because i can feel you. i am thankful for the hard days, the pressing on, the walking through the storms, the disappointments. i am thankful that someone else comes first, and in that beautiful weight, i have found myself. i am thankful for love, in every day, in every person, in every bit of hope.
i am so grateful that i found my way to a camera after i became a mother. though some days i mourn the years i missed with such a gift in my hands, i like to believe that there is something special about right now. we see the most beauty when we have been through the dark. so i am grateful for that dark too, and for the strength it has given me to fight for the light around you, within you. i am grateful for you two. you are everything. you changed the entire game.