Monday, March 3, 2008


Sometimes, when the sun is shining brightly at the end of my day I feel guilty. It feels like I'm sneaking out of work early. Why else would the bright light bother me in the bus on the way home from work? I'm used to riding home in the dark.


Brenda Funk said...

Beautifully written!! Only I don't feel guilty - just yesterday I was again feeling angry that we live in a place where for over 1/2 the year, we are almost stuck in our 4 walls -- it's March and still miserably cold, and deep deep snow all over our yard!

Wendy said...

Interesting, isn't it? How we sometimes feel guilty for the good things? Weird but true. And other times we are free to revel in the beauty.