I love middle age. I love where I am in life.
I love that I have learned, finally, to feel the joy that comes not only from a something or a someone, but the joy that exists simply within myself. It is a steady and solid joy this joy within me and its presence serves not only as delicious sustenance but is a magnifier to all those somethings and someones that grace my external life.
This joy takes the tiny bulbs on the strands of lights wrapped around the individual branches of my life’s christmas tree and turns them into an explosion of light that transcends details. It is diffusion. It is essence. It is living made colorful and bright.
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