Setting Intentions
March 2023 Slice of Life challenge
I imagined that when it happened I would uncontrollably weep tears of joy and gratitude. I would see the jangly smiles walk past me and be overcome with so much emotion the tears would flow. I sobbed on numerous occasions thinking I'd never see such a day. Then it finally happened, I was told the day would come. The last few days of waiting felt like another two years, merely theater.
The day came and I was more than ready. I had had enough. I went through the day enjoying my freedom. Smiling more than ever. A huge weight lifted from my mind and a small piece of paper lifted from my face, but I didn’t cry. I even questioned myself. Why are you not feeling this as big as you imagined you would? I saw the beautiful faces, but it wasn't until I heard the beautiful voices like I had never heard them before. Usually, I hear diminished voices and emotions smothered by fabric or paper. This time the voices were clear, amplified and the faces were filled with so much joy. And the tears I had imagined flowed. Tears of joy. Tears of gratitude.
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3/1/2022 08:15:00 pm
Awe, Anne! I can only imagine how that felt to hear the kiddos sing without masks! I feel your joy!
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