Give us a sensory tour of 2013. How would you describe the year that’s passing in terms of:
|Sunrise at Tybee Island July 2013|
To sum it up in words it seems inadequate
like the sun slipping below the horizon
after a stunning display.
This year I saw sunrises that reminded me
about the magic of each day.
I heard the laughter of my children,
family and friends and I heard their cries.
I smelled Mother Earth as I paddled down the Chattahoochee river or hiked looking for waterfalls
in the Appalachian mountains.
I tasted the gift of kindness breaking bread with friends.
I touched the face of God each time I interacted with you and saw your divine spark.