la luz del sol

"Waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup." --Damien Rice

I spent the last twenty four hours outside of Aberdeen, and while I cannot recount all that happened in that time -- there simply is not time, and no one wants to read all the details which would seem overly mundane to anyone else -- what I can say is that rarely have I appreciated Aberdeen more than this night.

There are times in life when you just know something to be true. You feel it in the form of a content solemnity or a quiet trust. You recognize it by the way it causes you to want to both cry and rejoice, and you may do a little of each or even nothing at all. It waits for you, and it always knows that you will find it in its gentle sunshine.

As I drove back into the city, with the companionship of a kindred spirit, I recognized a place I truly love. I love Aberdeen. I love its dirty water and run down buildings. I love its history and the possibilities. I love it's people. I love that it has welcomed me. I love that I know its shortcuts and that there are still streets I've never been on. I love that it has a heartbeat, and though we may not always realize it, that pulse carries a lot of good, loving, healing life to its own bodily needs through its own people.

Though the sun had passed the horizon and was then lighting a new morning around the globe as I entered from the east, I somehow drove into that gentle sunbeam, where no matter what, I know that I truly love living in Aberdeen.