Some Days are Diamonds

Wednesday
30th October, 2008

Today is a diamond.

This morning, when I went outside to start Jim's truck for him, I was once again in awe of the night stars here in the South. They are brilliant specks of diamond dust tossed across a deepest of blue night sky in what seems like random order. But when I stop to gaze at them, I notice how their positions in the sky make a glittering patchwork of art. There has to be a Higher Power for something so magnificant, so beautiful to be at our visual enjoyment at the end and start of every day.

There has been some frost the last few mornings, but it warms up nicely during the day. This weekend is forecast for beautiful weather - the kind we dream of in the Northeast.

When I read the papers from back North, I see how difficult it must have been for Jim to truly understand how difficult it was for me all those winters alone on Happy Hill. It seems otherworldly since this moment, in this place, is so different.

Perhaps that is the problem with this world. We can not put ourselves in the shoes of someone else, whether it is in this country or one oceans away. We intellectually know what they are experiencing, and some of us have experienced it first hand, but once we are removed from that situation it becomes surreal, like a fairy tale.