As a child, when I felt alone and adrift, I found comfort and safety in my yard—a handful of lilac held to my nose, listening to birds hidden by trees, summer grass soft under my feet, then the leaves turning red, yellow, brown and raking them for burning in a fire.
Thought, Emotion, and Feeling Part Four…
As a child, when I felt alone and adrift, I found comfort and safety in my yard—a handful of lilac held to my nose, listening to birds hidden by trees, summer grass soft under my feet, then the leaves turning red, yellow, brown and raking them for burning in a fire.