blue sky (spirituality)
i am traveling around the u.s. right now, visiting family and friends and getting a few other things done in the process.
yesterday i was at the yale university campus and found myself in the courtyard of the divinity school, where one of my dearest friends is earning her third master's degree. i was sitting there on a bench and looked up at the steeple of the chapel, as my happy "neices" played with a kitten. the sky was a beautiful blue, with wisps of clouds brushed through it here and there. the air was clean and fresh, the trees and grass were a warm summer green, and the sun was bright. it was a beautiful and peaceful place to be, and i suddenly thought: i wonder if i'll be able to experience things like this when i die? it wasn't a morbid thought, and my health has not taken a turn for the worse. it was just a simple wondering that passed through my brain.
i hope i will. those are probably the things that i will miss most when i die: the simple pleasures.
