The World I See, Wed. 2/11/15

A cold, foggy morning. Up real early. Everything is muted. Sounds are dulled. Vehicles slide by on the sly as if they wish not to be noticed.

It is a morning of early risers. Brushing sleep from our eyes and for the five of us the tension is palatable, especially the one source of sound and energy. Today my Mom goes back in for surgery and I can feel her nervousness. The fog swirls around her, the family has gathered a round her this day. Mutely we move through the moist air. Even now, on this day, in this moment there are wonders to be found. #TheWorldISee


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