The sun sets on another day…
Today was beautiful, the sun shone high in the sky, and the clouds were small powder puffs along the horizon. As the day came to an end and we now have a very very early sunset I rushed to anywhere I could get a picture. The sun moved down lower and lower. and I drove faster and faster, hoping to steal a moment that I could not hope to have otherwise. Riding a close edge as the moments faded away.
As I thought about it and about the moments passing away each and every instant I realized that maybe the best parts of lives are stolen moments. Not all of course, but maybe we steal those moments and force the life out of them when we absolutely have to, and it is those stolen moments that make our lives more fulfilling.
Think about the extra few minutes at the beach, and the waves rushing over you for just one second, writing one more line when one less would be enough, singing one more note when the song could be over, walking in the park holding hands just an instant longer when studying awaits, holding a kiss for a second longer when it was an amazing kiss already, driving just a little faster to catch a moment with a camera. Each stolen moment is a special memory that cannot be taken away and it is those moments we should hold onto in life.
So as the sun sets on another day, tonight’s picture is my stolen moment. That moment I should not have been able to share, but I did anyway, not because it was right or because it was exactly what I need to do, but because it was the best moment I could hope for, for that moment at least. Steal your moment, love a little more, laugh a little more, even cry a little more but don’t let the moment pass, take it and make it yours, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love with a passion no one will understand, if only for a moment…