What was the best day of your life....

Life is at times just this dream of poetry, joy. pain, moments..we are not always so aware how to connect entirely...

My childhood was at times so fragmented, especially in emotions, my own sense of self....Parents,  whom i counted on, wanted to nurture me most, never truly did..I waited for this love for so long..I thought they would awaken one day and realize just how horribly mistaken they were..but it never came..this moment....

.At least I have had wonderful people love me later in life...like David, that taught me love is kind, light, free...it does not entrap you or torture you...love nurtures you like a lovely plant, always wanting you to stay alive...Astrid was always one of my character soulmates..internal, poetic, kind, artistic, and lost for so long for a time in her life...But once you are truly loved with light, the real kind of love, it changes you..you can never go back to a love that tortures you or causes pain..I remember making a conscious choice to be with my sister, ...and my fingers leaving the piano of the home i came to love, and the piano lessons i enjoyed with a mother that doted on me....& also showed me that love comes without pain mostly......that love is constant, kind , patient...