#auntopossum

We lived. We'll continue to live. We'll get to keep laughing. And We're still here. Right now, we're still here. And we're still able to grow and learn and get to really love life and living. Love how its Spring now, and there are things to look forward to. Even though something scary happened, we make sure we acknowledge that it's incredibly normal to feel stressed, and we dust ourselves off and move on. The world spins and the sun rises. The world spins and the sun sets. The world will spin and our pets will need breakfast. The world spins on its axis and there's a pair of new shorts in our dressers that need to make their summer debut. The world spins round and round and round and there are questions that can be asked, forms to fill, little, awful, tedious, annoying moments of writing and typing do. The beautiful, communal drudgery of paperwork and pleasantries is to be done and the world will spin. The world will spin and there will be good news to smile about. The world will spin and the seasons will change and one day the sky will be so pleasant to be under. The world spins and spins and spins enough times that the weather shifts to our favorite versions of it. The world spins and life moves on. Time flows and blurs like water in a river and oh! what a wonderful feeling it is, like a joyous canoe ride though a fascinating, beautiful landscape, with the sun against our skin and the sounds of so many other living things existing around us. What a great thing it is to know, despite it all, despite everything, there is still life that can be lived and trillions of small, sweet and soothing moments, of awe, and fascination, and love, and obsession, and soft enjoyment. The world spins and we can now hear the crickets outside. The world spins and the days go by, and, like trampled grass in a tall field, that one horrible day falls out of sight, buried by the twists and turns of the dizzying, spinning world.