Free Falling

It’s been a breathtakingly beautiful beginning to fall.

The air has been crisp and nipped my nose.

The leaves have fallen beneath my feet on my morning walks.

The days are slowly saying good night a bit earlier each evening.

And, I am free falling.

Free falling through devastatingly nostalgic evenings cleaning out drawers and boxes of memories.

Free falling through surprisingly pleasant evenings sipping on hot chocolate and listening to T-Swift’s new tunes.

Free falling.

Free falling through doubt and insecurity.

Free falling through genuine bliss and contentment.

Free falling.

Free falling through moments of peaceful silence. . .simply being near HIM.

Free falling through moments of enjoying endless chatter from my better half.

Free falling.

I’m quite certain that free falling has never felt this sweet.

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