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My Indian Summer  There's no other explanation for it - other than the fact that I've been distracted with the colors and the warmth beginning to take hold. And I just want to memorize it all before Winter sets in and it's gone for another year. I want to keep it safe .. locked away in my mind so that when it's -50 in the dead of winter - I can bring it out and instantly feel the warmth and beauty of this remarkable season. Sometimes I wish I had someone to share it with. Somebody to go walking with me and play like in the Autumn leaves. Somebody to bring home afterwards when the evening shadows begin to lengthen and the harvest moon appears in the sky. Somebody to cuddle with and laugh with and feel safe knowing that no matter what happens .. I'll never be alone. I would like to think there's still time for me to find that. But then again - I've grown to be very cynical. I was talking to a good friend the other day. A friend I had lost touch with for a short while but then recently rediscovered thru Facebook. She was telling me what a difficult time these last few months had been for her. Painful endings and beautiful beginnings. Growing, stretching .. learning. Opening up to let God's will and divine providence work in her life. Before long she asked me if it was possible to find closure where none existed .. and if love was something we left behind - or took with us when we died. Tough questions to answer when your own life is touch and go, flying on a wing and a prayer. But I reached deep down, found my faith - and I told her yes. Closure can be found even in the darkest of places. Just ask God to be in the situation - and then ask Him to resolve it as it is meant to be resolved. From there .. ask Him to direct the right people to you - and then trust that the path will open. So often I think that we nudge circumstances by our attitudes and expectations .. so keep an open mind and allow life to unfold as it was meant to. Wise advice once given to me .. on a day when I too had reached my lowest point. As for Love .. well .. love is energy. And energy as we all know can never die. It just takes on other forms. And a love that is pure and strong and unconditional .. like the love that led me into the "light" and turned my world upside down ... love like that can never die. To quote Patrick Swayze in the now infamous movie "Ghost" .. "It's amazing Molly. The love inside, you take it with you." So with that in mind - whatever God has planned for me, whatever life has in store .. one thing is for certain. When the days become cold with no end in sight .. I will never forget the glorious warmth and color of this .. my Indian summer. ~~ Isabella She's my kind of rain Like love in a drunken sky She's confetti falling Down all night She sits quietly there Black water in a jar Says, Baby why are you Trembling like you are So I wait And I try I confess like a She's my kind of rain Like love from a drunken sky Confetti falling down all night She's my kind of rain She's the sun set shadows She's like Rembrandt's light She's the history that's made at night She's my lost companion She's my dreaming tree Together in this brief eternity Summer days, winter snows She's all things to behold She's my kind of rain Like love from a drunken sky Confetti falling down all night She's my kind of rain So I wait And I try I confess all my crimes She's my kind of rain Like love from a drunken sky Confetti falling down all night She's my kind of rain She's my kind of rain Like love from a drunken sky Confetti falling down all night She's my kind of rain She's my kind of rain Oh, rain on me She's my kind of rain Tim McGraw She's My Kind of Rain |
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