absence makes the heart grow fonder

the sky this morning is covered by clouds

i sit on bubby's porch
the only ones awake at this wee hour are the ultra pious, the ultra responsible and the housekeepers
i love jetlag the kind that makes me wake up with the sun

only today there is no sun.
just clouds

i can remember the first conscious time i flew in a plane on a cloudy cloudy day

it was cold
and gray
and sad
in may

and we rose above the clouds on wings through pillows of moisture

when suddenly there was the sun
shining
shining so so brightly
and it hit that young pigtailed, brown haired, brown eyed child

the sun was there all along

it is always shining
whether we see it or not
come snow come storm
come wind come clouds
come sadness come heartbreak

come home


i like this lesson

:)