The morning sun entered the room through the narrow blinds shining like golden ribbons across the beautiful expanse of Julia's tangled long brown hair, giving her the appearance of an alien being with glowing hair. James, hesitant to wake her and break the spell of the scene stood quietly gazing at his love, storing oh so carefully the beauty of this singular moment so that it would always be inside him.
The human spirit is somewhat undefinable for me. I think of resilience, of a hidden strength that keeps us going when all seems lost and of a spark within us that gives birth to art, compassion, and most of all love. I think Christopher Robin in a conversation with Pooh, expresses it well:
"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think."... A.A. Milne