Why am I writing a list at 6:00 p.m ? Because Helen said my lists have wisdom in them.

Why am I feeling cherished instead of broken? Because of the friends who have checked in on a health scare.

Why am I listening to John Denver? Because his every song is a gratitude list. His death was preventable and I still mourn the loss of his spark.

Why am I smiling? Because the morning glory is covered in buds and if Jack Frost is lazy I’ll see flowers.

Why ? I was blue but after rest I’m a gorgeous shade of sky blue.

Why am I watching the sunset? Because I only watch it once in a while and why not today?