A First Look

I remember looking out the front window of our Parkway Village home that summer day as the rain poured down outside (and in my heart). My sadness over a friend's move several states-distance away seemed to be echoed by nature herself and I consciously recognized for the first time that I, we seem to look on life through a window that offers a differing view with every new hope or reality, dream or disappointment. Some views are drastically different; others only slightly so. It was only a year or so later that I was looking through that same window in our home with great anticipation for a beau to come pulling up in front of our home, to come for me. At times the window is framed with hope or someone else's idea of what is, what should be; at times the panes of glass are cloudy with a different kind of pain or with simple ignorance. But, the constant is the two-fold purpose of a window, any window. It is, simply, to let Light and Wind in, and to let me and you see out. With great excitement and a little anxiety, I'm hoping that you'll help me see more clearly and allow me to share with you just what I see ... through my window.