I sit here in this unseasonably warm day, enjoying the breeze and all the colors rattling in the air and floating down in the breeze and I am grateful:

The constantly shifting beauty of this world that is always present, always patient, and always forgiving.
True connections - the kind where two people stand, and share, and make eye contact without thinking of what they are going to say next or where they have to be.
The tears that fall when I see unjustified acts of violence perpetrated against innocent humans going about their business or standing up for their truth. It hurts me deep to my soul and it is through that hurt that I know that I am alive and capable of love.