.: some of the better days :.

The rain drops seem to be falling this morning slower than ever before. Somehow life has taken one of the most subtle turns. And though the sun has yet to break through, I know that there is a peace that sustains me beyond the climates and conditions. These are some of the better days of my life, and where it goes from here leaves me curiously breathless. Everything around me says that I don't deserve to rejoice. But for the first time in a while, I am going to hold onto this with everything that I am. None of us wants to embrace the storms that have become so commonplace in our souls. So why do we regret seeing such beauty break into our lives at the outset of such? None of my words can piece together the stillness in my heart. I know this - I am alive... and blessed to be here. My eyes are covered... my face upwardly takes it all in, as if to listen with all five of my senses... arms outstretched in unflinching vulnerability. I have been catching myself taking much deeper breaths lately, as if to capture the taste of what is all around me. I want this - what lies right before me - with all that I have to offer. I seemingly may run from these moments, but in reality, I know that they are not fleeting... though life would attempt to convince me otherwise. Nothing assures me that this will remain, outside of a faith in that which escapes my hold. This is love and life and laughter, all offering themselves to me in doses that lift me above these dark skies. Sense and reason make a mess of it all, though I don't have the luxury of casting them off. This I know: I refuse to make excuses for why I will not let myself be beautifully overwhelmed by all of it.