Lilacs and Possibility

Kids, I am happy. It could be the wine, but I am pretty sure it is the lilacs.

Like Melina, I don't want to be continually moping around (what good is that for me or you), so I have, after a walk in the nearby horticultural gardens, decided to focus on the good stuff. What follows is a list of things for which I am glad:

1. The powerful scent of lilacs, that can pull you out of dark places and strengthen you.

2. Light on water. Quiet reflection.

3. Spring, with its reminder of birth and death, its persistent stretch.

4. Connections. Mo and her men, Huck the lionhearted, Auggie, straight as an arrow, AJ, pure and true. Blog friends who surprisingly come to your rescue with comments that bolster.

5. Books, art, music, and how they all merge with life and change it, shuffle it, provide new perspective.

6. The potential for humans to do good. Or not.

7. The feeling that there is some "magic" and destiny and purpose in the world.

8. The labyrinth. Narrow pathways, hidden doors, almost-missed markers. What you see behind the scenes, after dark, chance meetings, stepping into something new. That bittersweet feeling when you realize that you can't go back.