My hand is out the window, hovering against the air, the sun illuminating my fingernails. My favorite praise song pushes through the speakers as I take in a deep breath, scented of lake and sun and summer. My heart shifts against its burden, rolling it to the side. Sadness can wait.
Because, you see, tomorrow, two of my dearest friends get married to each other and I'm blessed enough to be their photographer. I can't wait to soak in their joy, celebrate their love, encourage their commitment....
Now is a time for happiness :)
Yes, sadness can wait..Heck, why not 86 it altogther.
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