View From The Garden (standard:romance, 684 words)
Author: Cyrano	Added: Apr 02 2012	Views/Reads: 2827/1801	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Life passing, like a balloon on the wind

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“They are beautiful, Lori. Would you like to be up there, floating,
watching all the sheep, listening to the farmers, hearing the cows in 
the field?” 

Balloons can teach us a great deal about marriage. The beauty of it is
in the flying free. Neither one tethered. Love is a wind, trust in its 
direction; you'll end up in the same place. 

“I'm a water baby, Mr. Frank. I'm lifted on the dart of a dolphin,
gentled by the swell, a child of the universe, remember?” 

“I do remember, Lori.” 

“I better get going...don't forget to finish your soda, Mr. Frank.” 

Maybe we don't need a crutch to demonstrate courage, or to do something
right, even if we can only help by sharing our ideas and beliefs as 
illustrations, not as a definitive roadmap. We must be allowed, and 
allow ourselves, to grow and to continually change. 

“Did you lose someone, Mr. Frank?” She asks, standing against the gate. 

“I was found, Lori.” I reply. 

And there remains always, and imagination at the heart of everything
ahead. 


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