So thank you, Mother. Thank you very much.
Here, I document the contemplations of me, a girl who tries to live every moment of life - in the words of Albert Einstein - "as though everything is a miracle."
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Blue Lights
When I got home today and started on my down the hallway to my room, I saw some blue light issuing from. I was home alone, and a little freaked. (Yes, the thought of aliens did cross my mind.) When I stepped inside, I saw that there was a beautiful string of little blue light bulbs hung over my desk. Tears of stress had started dripping down my face a few minutes before, and when I saw these lights I was so happy I could almost feel them being wiped away. There was something about those lights - blue and calm, strung up carefully - that was more touching than any words could be. They adorned and illuminated not only my desk, but also the small remnants of joy I had in the back of my mind.
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Hahahahahahahaha!!!! (starts cracking up hysterically)
ReplyDeleteWhat in particular are you "hahaha-ing" to??
ReplyDeleteThe alien part. What else? ;)
ReplyDeleteYeah I do love that part...and it's seriously true.
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome, my dear! I enjoyed putting up the lights and thinking about you coming home to them. It didn't occur to me that you would be coming in alone and might be thinking about aliens. That wasn't part of the picture I had in my head! But I'm glad they gave you good feelings - you should turn them on sometimes!!!!!
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