As I drove home from work today, I felt the sun on my cheek. It was a comforting warmth, not too intense, but also still very obvious. It was a very specific feeling; like the kind of warmth that made you want to just lay in the grass near a tree under some clouds with your best friend while a gentle breeze floated by. Not talking, but just being there, together. Even now, I can still feel the sun on my face.
As I basked in the sunshine and this feeling, I was oddly at peace. Just being there feeling like I did. It was wonderful, but then when I stopped at a red light, I suddenly felt empty. The feeling was gone and as wonderful as it was, it was replaced by something of equal opposition. It’s strange how quickly we can go from one feeling of bliss to another of loneliness. But it was okay. I acknowledged how I felt in both moments and continued on.
I’m grateful for those reassuring moments. I wasn’t always like that, not always so self-aware. I guess that’s a sign of growth.