In Tucson, trying to stay cool (I think that's why I picked such a "cool" background here)! Life is hard, life is good, life is... a gift. I am, at times, an ungrateful recipient of my Heavenly Father's gift, so I will just take this opportunity to say, "Thank you, Heavenly Father."
A poem, by Carol Lynn Pearson-
Perspective from Mortality
My life is patterned as the palm
Of a rain-washed leaf, calm,
Cut and full.
But
I view my life from underneath,
Which - like the patterned leaf -
Is fuzzed and dull.
