Hey, life? Are you kidding me?

I Could Tell You About . . .

I could tell you about . . .

Coughing so violently from bronchitis while driving that i peed my pants and puked on myself.

Or getting my hand stuck in a vending machine

Begging strangers for 10 cents

Or even the healing power of crushed ice and orange jello

I could tell you about....

A miniscule Christmas tree whose spirit engulfs the room

About praying from the truest place that words elude you but your Spirit is comforted

Or even losing a 100 dollar bill and not even caring though bills are stacked high

Or being the strong one in a situation where you are usually the weak one

Or i could tell you about liza . . . Well actually no i couldnt

But what i want to share is...
the feeling of holding your best friend's hand softly while he sleeps... resisting the urge to hold on tightly. The realization that you are at a beginning point of your life at a stage you thought the rest would just be coasting. I feel his heartbeat in the crease between his thumb and finger. It matches the pulse in his neck. His eyes are closed finally in restful sleep yet it feels like hes watching to make sure I understand life is still amazing and new. He smiles ... no he grins as if discovering a secret in his sleep. It became so clear to me that before me lay my past, present, and future all in one unbelievable person.

I love you, Bruce.

Merry Christmas.

Audra