i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any–lifted from the no
of all nothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
- e.e. cummings
I’ve never been a religious person. Growing up though, my mom always told me that I was special and “God’s child.” I would say: “How can that be? We’re all God’s children.” She told me that when I was still in her belly, she dreamt that an angel told her that if she had a girl, the girl would be graced as God’s child and bring luck. Now, I always took this with a grain of salt and thought it was a humorous and charming story at most.
But what if my mom’s right? I’m starting to feel that I’ve been graced with a gift for meeting insanely nice people. I somehow keep managing to meet wonderful, thoughtful people in my life-in school, at work, on the streets.
I’m not quite sure what I’ve done to deserve this grace. Maybe I was really good in my past life? I don’t know, but I would like to thank everyone for being in my life and giving me so much joy. Thank You for being so thoughtful and caring. I’m truly on cloud-9 today.
Life is sweet, when you surround yourself with sweet people.