I want to help people, give. I want to see the world. I want to feel alive again, like I used to feel. I need to slow down…notice the beauty in small things around me. The way an autumn leaf dances as it falls; the way a breeze catches a falling autumn leaf as it dances in the air. The beauty of words; their power. The way light rays in a photo summons a genuine smile. Lyrics swarming my heart with reminders of every bit that is me, every bit that has been me. The taste of Taco Bell sauce. The kindness of people I have yet to meet, friends I have yet to make. The way he looks at me…with an utmost gentleness that brings me home.