Sunshine On My Shoulder

It seems like the clouds have lifted. I feel great excitement laying to rest each night, knowing what waits for me when I wake the next day. The feeling is different than in the past. As my conscience once told me, the feeling would hit with a great and more purposeful impact when it was meant too - and I now know it was the truth. It is hard to explain simply the impulse that flows from the sensations surrounding me. It feels like a weight has been lifted and given me more to strive for and better things to look forward too than I had before. The sense of worry is present as is the past, but now it feels much lighter and less troublesome than it ever has been. Every departure only brings anxiety for the next meeting. The images of each meeting are vividly implanted in my head and grow larger as the days go by. I set out to prove myself as promised, and I intend to do so with all that I have. I have nothing holding me down, and time is on my side. I pray that the healed scars will not be opened as they were so many times before. I feel strongly enough that I've learned my fair share of lessons and learned from my mistakes, so that I don't stumble into any traps as I have so many times. It all feels like a fresh start and its utterly amazing and excitingly new. My head is clear and free to dream. I juggle thoughts of the road ahead and hope that they aren't in vain. Part of me stands back, while the other is full steam. In due time all of me will move forward, but for now I set to make her a believer. To stand behind my words and give what I said I could. I have no reason to think it's for naught. Soon enough the light will shine and the rivers will meet in the end. From then on the proof will stand and the smiles will shine on. I can't wait for that day - when the realization comes through. For now I keep my shine on and feel the comfort of knowing that each day brings more than the day before.

Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away. ~Dinah Craik