Daily writing prompt
What’s the best thing you’ve ever found randomly on the street?
Bob and Sigrid.
Ryan, before he got into acting.
Uncle Sam.
Randomness brings with it happiness.
Randomness brings with it happiness.
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Serenity.
I might need to circle back on this one.
I am not sure that I can do this justice in one sitting.
In all reality, two came together, as one, to gift me the kindest thing I have ever experienced.
A sense of genuine, lasting and loving fellowship, without question, restriction ot limitation. Simply offered by they and He. In and through one another. As one.
A simple, yet arduous decision of me was the sole stipulation. And once made, they took me in and showed me a better way to live. To be. And what I could truly become.
My heart still swells when I look back at that moment. Expands ever more when I am with them, whether in person or in spirit.
Truly the kindest ever.
One of a kind.
Serenity.
At last.
The pail was first symbolic of nurturing abundant growth in young student-athletes.
As time passed, that trusty vessel came to embody the cultivation of a truly lasting kinship between two gardeners, one that took root and bloomed over the course of many seasons.
They had come to realize that they were like one another. That they shared purpose. Vocation. Love for life. And a desire to just be.
No longer would they be alone in pursuing their core passions. And they now knew within their souls that same “something” they first sensed within each other. Beyond what is merely woven into words. But present in the very fabric of their being.
That she is within him.
And he, in her.
A seed sown long ago. What has now grown into a life-long bond.
Two fully intent on producing healthy, lasting, and abundant growth within one another. Within everyone they encounter. And everywhere they go.
Two that were always intended to carry that pail of dirt.
As gardeners.
Together.
At last.
It is wonderful.
The only one that ever did.
“The richest man in town.”
That guy is history.
From actual world history? Cannot think of anything really. Way above my pay grade.
How about personal history? Events of my past?
We will need to hook up a data farm to start that erasure list. The good thing about that? It will create the capacity to add some more positive, affirming and genuine events back onto mine.
My past has passed.
I am not the man I once was.
That guy is history.
...my temporary assignment. 