The sun still rises
It's been a long,cold winter. At last I take a real look outside and see that the sun has come up again, just as it did on the morning of the 21st December the morning of the shortest day of the year the morning of the lunar eclipse the morning when my father passed away and was at peace at last. Now parentless, I feel exposed and vulnerable like never before. Yet even more sure that I carry on and really live this life. ...still craving my parents approval... ...and the sun will rise again tomorrow.