I realized how lost I am today. Not myself specifically in my state of mind, the notion of feeling less a part of my reality. I discovered a decisive removal of my memory, I sometimes hope I might be over reacting but I can’t always count on that anymore.
I won’t ever give up on what I believe I can’t possibly do that. My own sense of reality has been driven by a beauty and grace some people might not achieve in a lifetime. I have. When I reflect upon this time that I was able to experience, there is no question in the love I felt. I cannot let go of that for the remainder of my life because if I do then I will be a hypocrite to my own feelings.
So I will just remember and be grateful and carry the optimism I have always carried in my life. The last year has given me a certain freedom that I’ve had to work hard to feel but I do and I wish that upon anyone I love.