I felt as though hadn’t been living my life only watching it unfolded in front of me like was a TV show the back mind. What is point it? found myself thinking if joy going to someone watching pain not own but an actor's experience his why am doing this brought me discussion that needed stop trail used frequent with mother when wad little real before she passed walked along trying feal what appreciate beauty all did unfortunately couldn’t pick blooming flowers for mom now don’t even want rusted eyes look at them up cliff side mountain took step towards edge closed cool breeze on face off turned wind screaming shoved and twisted every part just then opened sight can be described Angel glowing beautiful hue looked her familiar calming almost nurturing could feel again She carried down bottom set by lake then quickly appeared gone moment realized love again.