
Today I am grateful for neighbors
who make big booms
that rattle the windows
when I am sitting inside
avoiding the 4th of July fireworks
because Larry loved them so
and I just can’t face them this year
… even on television.
But something about the booming
draws me outside.
It sounds like a war is going on
the war inside me
the war to stay stuck in sadness
or to heal
sadness or heal
sadness or heal
sadness or heal.
I choose to heal
My intention is to heal
I will heal.
I got in my car
went to a parking lot
felt Larry beside me
and watched the most glorious
neighborhood fireworks display
on all four sides.
Near and far.
Better than any municipal show.
Even better, I daresay, than NYC.
I felt like a child again
My Independence Day!
Happy, bubbly, in awe
like it was just for me.
… and the full moon was beautiful as well.
XO Lisa
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