Missing the Garden

There is something about light. It illuminates and glows. It brings forth all sorts of shining. When it fills you, this light, this sunshine, when you feel it warm you to the depths of you; there is something deep inside that releases a little. You feel your heart beat slow. Our family had a little pocket of time in our lives where we had a membership to some beautiful gardens. We went there every week. It nurtured us deep down. My children have never forgotten that period of time in our lives. The garden is closed now but today I deeply miss it. Yesterday I went to Stanley Park briefly and was surrounded again by flowers. I miss walking through that sunlight surrounded by nature's beautiful expressions of praise.