a new sunset

I watched the setting sun and all my feelings were new. I felt as if I had never seen the day end before. I sang a song of joy.
What I see is new. what I feel is different. Who I am can not be the same.
Hopefully, better, but at least good.
I can only do what I do. I can not control others. I can only hope that they understand that I want good things, kind, gentle and sweet.

Funny-sad story. They put my wife's headstone up. They put it on the wrong grave. I guess this shows that my wife is not in charge anymore. And I guess neither am I. They moved it to the right place.

C is arriving tonite, so it will be Monday before I blog again.