Wonder

 
What is unleashed in the soul when we love outside ourselves is sharp, unexpected, and beyond words.
Love turns smart people stupid and conjures courage from thin air.
That we can love so wildly, so recklessly, yet feel it in the tame ways of everyday is something of a miracle.
For some, a miracle, ordinary or otherwise, would take a miracle. 
Still there's room for repentance.  There's hope, if only in glimmers.
For others, hope is all there is.
But I find that as life pushes relentlessly on, words like love, hope, and miracle nudge their way in and set up shop.  As undeniable as moon tides.
The pie-in-the-sky magical thinking of childhood is quietly replaced by a grounded, grown-up sense of wonder. 
And the reality that something as simple as a sunrise can still surprise you.