Peace has been found through happiness attained. The song she once grazed is now in full grasp. Though she is close to insignificant from a worldly perspective, the world has become her own. Faith and patience have granted her no end of possibilities, all of which seem to lead down a path of living bliss. Optimism has assumed its throne and pessimism is merely a rat in a gutter, nibbling at her crumbs. Her artist shall no longer paint, but capture moments with her bright flashes of happiness as each peak imprints itself on her mind. She treasures her photographs and each one fuels her zest for life and living.
-Originally written Wednesday, December 27, 2006 at 1:00am