Brown Hazel Green

My eyes have been green all weekend.  I think it started on Thursday night when I was at Brandon's graduation from sheriff cadet training.  It was the second time I had the opportunity to spend with "Granny," his grandmother.  She is such a riot to me.  The words that come out of her mouth I could hear them coming out of my own later in life. It is very touching to me that I was asked to attend the graduation.  While the ceremony was much like any commencement --not able to move along fast enough--there was one point when the Sheriff was speaking about the responsibilities that come along with becoming deputies.  Integrity.  Honor.  The keys to positions of authority and why we as a society do or don't trust them. 

I noticed my green eyes yesterday while Joseph and I were in one of our uniquely calibrated wavelengths together.  We were listening to music, singing, dancing, acting out.  At one point the girls came out and joined us to dance.  I looked in the mirror and was surprised to see my eyes this color because usually I only notice the color change in the mirror after I cry but I hadn't cried.  I made a remark to Joseph and carried on with our fun.

The color is the same... but I had my cry tonight so no real surprise. 

"If you keep building these walls
Brick by brick towers so tall
Soon I won't see you at all
Until the concrete angel falls"
-Gareth Emery ft. Christina Novelli

The Ties That Bind

Simultaneous beauty & tragedy; being an emotionally unencumbered observer to one's relationship that has all the obvious signs of being past its expiration date, but also the genuine glimpses of true tenderness which is the love that won't let them let go.

Random Truths

While it certainly feels painful and doesn't look pretty, I find that crying myself to sleep is often the most restful sleep I get.