Friday, June 17, 2016

♥ blooming under a cold moon, we are like fireworks... rising, shining, and finally scattering and fading. so until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks... let us sparkle brightly, always. ~tite kubo

last weekend, i went to my sister's house to see the flag day fireworks show that she has been
raving about ever since she moved in. taking place a few houses down at the end of her street,
over a wide, open marsh, the show was nothing short of spectacular. 

as soon as he heard them going off, henry requested, "car, mommy, now," but nick and i
made him stick with it, distracting him with questions about what colors he saw,
talking about toy story characters, and we actually made it through the entire
display without any tears or toddler hysterics. 

looking back on the pictures, which look as if they could have been taken
among the stars in a galaxy far, far away, i cannot help but feel gratefulness
for being able to stand here on this earth, my loved ones beside me,
feasting my eyes on all of this magnificent, momentary beauty.
life is magic.

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