a new kind of love.

today was beautiful...

a little girl gave me a flower, she approached me, wide-eyed and sweet as the delightful cupcakes i'd been eating, and handed me a flower, said "this is for you". i smiled, thanked her and put it in my hair. i was reminded of my childhood...
and whilst this memory would usually launch me on a trip into the land of if only, a dark place in which i would think about how much i miss my childhood and want to go back to it, and how growing up is depressing, i was instead content, happy for this little tinkerbell tracksuit-clad angel with her wispy-haired halo in her world of innocent bliss, spending her days picking flowers and bringing little bursts of joy into the lives of those who were once just like her.i looked back on my own, so similar days with fondness, smiled, and faced the sunlit future with that simple but significant gift tucked into my hair. today i look to the future with excitement, yes, more than a little nervousness, and some apprehension about the unknown, but mostly excitement. because in that tiny white flower, i saw my innocent, carefree childhood, and i now know: if that short chapter of my life held so much joy, imagine how much more the future will hold. and maybe one day i will have a little girl of my own who will bring me flowers and say "this is for you."
and yes, i realise this is quite the contrast to my usual, slightly melancholy posts, but the fact
is, i've discovered a new kind of love. i'm in love with life. with my friends, my family, there is just such an abundance of love in my world, what more do i need?

and to end,

"Reality's potential is always exceeding...it is your dreams that steer this trip."