love beyond measure


It was cool and crisp enough today that we lit a fire in our firepit.

I sat there, marveling at this beautiful life, this beautiful family, this beautiful home.

I am lucky beyond measure, for having been born.

I am lucky beyond measure for the experiences I have had that have shaped me. Those that hurt and those that healed, all my fears and all my hopes, they all brought me to this day.

I am lucky beyond measure for this day. For this moment. For this space, to write and share the beauty that is in my heart (and a measure the pain, as well, for the pain seasoned the beauty).

My life is far from perfect, but so so so far from horrendous.

I am lucky beyond measure.