Angel in Our Midst


1. 10 years ago...

The day was impossibly cold and grey. A dull haze settled over the once lush, beautiful valley. The muted colors cried out for absent sunlight to return. But still the mist clings to the earth leaving behind a grimy layer of clinging to the dull, drooping wildlife and me as I walked slowly through the has in my drab clothing that matched the lifeless landscape, reflecting my life currently. As I walked through the dreary landscape, leaving footprints in the mist like Neil Armstrong leaving footsteps on the moon, though mine were not nearly as monumental to the world, but they were important to me. 

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