A Story Lost

I told my love yesterday as we were getting ready for our Goodwill & gym excursion that there was a story in my head I had not had time to get onto paper. I shared with him that I hoped not to loose it, but I think I did just that. I should have written the story as tears ran down my face as it was relived in my mind and as God revealed new pieces to me. Where did she go this story of mine? How could I loose a story that I lived in the flesh? She spoke so beautifully in my mind and in a way I had prayed many years for her to. I cannot pen a sentence or paragraph well enough to do my experience in that room justice without the words of yesterday, so I will simply list a handful of words that describe a piece of that day for me: Peaceful, Exhausted, Deep, Restless, Tearful, Amazed, Joyful, Scared, Nervous, Doubtful, Fearful, Proud, Focused, Determined, Humbled, Rejected, Naked, Ashamed, Accepted, Broken, Alive, Captured, Distracted, Chosen, Scented, Honored, Weak, just to name a few. Looking back I don't think any of these words could ever completely describe what those final moments were like. But for now I shall leave you, my reader, broken words in hand until those beautiful sentences of yesterday return to me..............