The moments like this are like balloons in the heart. Beautifully buoyant. This is what life should look like as a child…

I really am touched by this, probably because your childhood sounds a bit like my own. How marvelous it would be if we could all be born into solid, loving families, but alas–not in this world does it happen. Still, despite the lousy hand that life often deals, beautiful flowers may bloom from the poorest soil. I played in leaves, too… and mud puddles.

It’s a heart tugging piece, the harsh realities of the world where adults strip away the innocence of the young.
Thank you for sharing.

Thanks Wally.

I like the breaks of “and yet” This is great theme for this month, I enjoyed this.

Thanks, Fia. I am so glad you like the line breaks. I feel that, with certain writes, visual presentation can be important to how the piece is perceived. This is one of those.

I caught the curse vibe in this.
It slowly built up like a possession of his mind and actions
Until it turned into an obsession. I enjoyed devotion in this.

This is a right good salty tale, especially so since it comes from an Air Force dude. (Makes me a bit jealous, it does) Never see the shore again? I know the feeling, but here’s a tip–if you look to that fluid horizon at night, you will often see tiny lights.