The sun sets on another day…
Sometimes the sunset is obscured with the mists of the eve, and in the winter there are sometimes mists of snow that swirl and chill us with their icy fingers. They hide the beauty of the sunset and in the process have a cool beauty of their own.
A long time ago I wrote about the fuzzies here.
Sometime sin life we look at the cool beauty in front of us and are so lost in the beauty that we do not see it is cold, and uncaring. Even in the depths of cold we can see warmth if only we look. A neat trick, it only is if we are only looking. We should be drawn to warmth like a beacon in the darkness, setting aside hate and anger in favor of far far more.
So as the sun sets on another day, take a moment to see the warmth in our lives. Set aside the cold prickly things that bring us down and find your way to the warm fuzzies, the power of the heart, the joy of today, and the feelings that we have in our souls that transcend all the bad, all the awful, all the sadness, the difficulties and the pain. We need to hold on to our memories of happiness, and joy, and let go of our memories that are any less as we find our way through this warm fuzzy thing called life. Without us there is no life, without life there is no us, find the way to be happy, and make it your own.
Sleep sweet, love life, and enjoy every moment, no matter what…