Shock, confusion, disbelief, sadness, a weird sense of graditude for the experience, tears, empathy, anger, extraordinary love and rare beautiful moments of time that shape us…
the moments of time that reveal the beauty, depth and capacity of our love, our love for family, for our parents, for life.
I did it. I had an emotional break down while cooking her soup. Cried silently like a baby over the stove stirring her soup. Dad came around the corner and saw me. Didn’t say a word, just put his hand on my shoulder and I grabbed his hand. Perfect 30 seconds of not a word needing to be said.
~Hawkeye
Thru soulful eyes 