From way up here you can see the green. Growing and spreading, and all the bright colors reaching every corner. My miracles are my life today. And so I will make the best of it. Almost 2 months and counting. And things are looking up. I’m starting to listen and understand that strange music I encounter everyday. Yet my lovely garden loves it. The once small tree is growing handsome and strong. With each day a bit of sun with does so good, a bit of water which is necessary, and it keeps on growing.
Today I accidentally stepped on some flowers, seems I was doing so for a while now. They are ok, weak, but I’m starting to try to fix them. With fresh water, and fresh soil, and a whole new care. I’m sorry if I made such mistakes, but I’m willing to try again. To win my place in this beautiful moon. These are precious times for me. My miracles are all I hold and all that leads me right now. I’m asking for one more, but that one will take a while, but I will be working on it, even if I’m doing it months in advance. It’s what I want, it’s what I truly wish for. Regardless of what happens to me with my two miracles, the next one, will be with me for the rest of my life. And so, it is just as precious. The stumbles I’m taking are just making me gather more courage. I’m sorry if I took so long to make up my mind. Courage takes time, but once I find it, you know more than anyone else I go the distance (literally). And so I will do this, not for you, not for them, but for me and my life.
In life there are many trees; trees of love, trees of courage, of friendship, of talent, of knowledge, wisdom, trust, happiness..
My tree of love is slowly but steady growing, although I don't know how tall it will grow, I just hope it can reach great heights and shed protection and life to all surroundings. My tree of courage is also slowly growing, but taking giant leaps every time it encounters a storm, digging it’s roots deeper into the ground, refusing to give in, even if scare, even if the branches fall and it’s left naked and fragile… it still hold on to it’s ground and start over and keep on growing. The one of friendship… some branches fall and others grow, but I hope this time I can take better care of them.The one of talent, is hidden in a corner behind some rocks, it is quiet shy, but I hope in time, it will grow so tall that it will pass the rock, and will show all it’s glory. So in the mean while I’m taking good care of it, plenty of sun, and just enough water. Knowledge, also growing taller each time. Wisdom, everyday. Trust… happiness… a bit more than the other each day.
And so, the story goes on. Life on the moon, hard, fun, beautiful, worth it. As this is the season for changes, for growth. And as part of life, I’m part of it.
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