Sunday, April 5, 2009

::rite of passage

I don't feel small very often.

I inhabit a large body, and generally feel like a hulking behemoth in most everyday moments.

Lee Ann Womack's song I Hope You Dance, while dismissed by many as sentimental, saccharine drivel, contains a lyric that has long intrigued me.

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean...

Yesterday morning, for the very first time, I finally stood beside the ocean.

I felt small.
So very small.

And I loved it.

1 comment:

whileshedreams said...

ahhhhh that gave me goosebumps. i'm so glad you finally got to experience it! it's amazing and it seriously is one of the things that makes me happiest in the world. <3


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