A dream of the future…

I am walking in an orchard. It is Autumn and the wind is soft and brisk on my neck exposed above a scarf and sweater. Persimmon trees, growing sparse of leaves and fruit, yet still hung with a small collection of bright orange balls and withered paper line my walk. Peace lives in my heart like a solitary cloud as I walk beside two babies and a man. The image is bathed in golden light and there is an air of nostalgia, like the hint of cinnamon on the breeze.  I hold a little boys hand. He is blond and wears a small red sweater. He is beautiful and perfect and I love him like I love God. He is the most divine jewel I have ever touched and he is mine. Free of spirit and loving in heart, like a small angel he walks beside me. He holds the hand of his little brother, with soft brown curls crowning a face of gentle eyes. These are my babies and I am in love with them deeper than any love before. Holding this sacred space is my great love, my partner, my best friend and my husband. Together we created this golden family. Together we walk in wonder and awe of our gifts. Eachother and our children. We are at peace, overflowing love and fullfilled in this moment of our lives.