Rose colored glasses
A few months ago I was fortunate to observe a beautiful sunrise. This sunrise was unique, the colors, the moment, and how it came to me was unique. Many times we take these simple pleasures for granted, never completely taking it all in. I have missed that sunrise but revisit her beauty, her calmness in the recesses of my mind. I am sure we all have experienced this sort of awakening at one point in our life; however this was different.
I have struggled with the loss of such a moment, understanding I suppose that it was not a loss but a glimpse of what one can hope to see. A dear friend speaks of rose colored glasses, and we frequently need to put these glasses on. There is truth to her wisdom, sometimes just standing in a different place, looking at a scenario a tiny bit different, can make all the difference, between sadness and hopefulness, or should I say optimism.
Life trauma occurs, we can rise up above it,with time, patience, and a local trip to your five and dime for some rose colored glasses. I do love life so!
