Framing My View

We frame our views. We choose where to look. We decide what to see.

I lived in a different virtual home - then.
A different website address. A different street one too.
Eight years ago.
I can no longer put my hands on what I shared. At this time...on that big day.

It ends. It begins. It begins and it ends. It ends and begins. Again.
I'm confused. I don't know. 
I'm not sure how I wish to see things. Today.

I remember hope.
There were festivities and bright lights and joyous celebrations.
Then.

Today.
I'm grateful for the gift of perspective. 
For time. For age. For that moment's pause to consider.

Re-framing my view.
Choosing and deciding.

On this wintry day - she surprised me.
I wanted only to take a quick peek in and thru.
Perhaps - to uncover. Maybe - to discover.
An ending and a beginning.
A view to the future.
And always - new.