I have to admit, it’s hard looking at her.

She has such a beautiful smile…the kind that shows her beautiful heart, lights up a room and makes each one want to smile as big as she does, bringing light into the room & into everyone.

I met her in writing class. We had a lot in common & spent a couple of years writing together in this class.

I guess during those years, I no longer saw what was looking back at me. But I hadn’t seen her in years, when I ran into her at the restaurant.

There was her smile; here was the laughter, the reminiscence of years past & the encouragement for our futures…and of course, there it was…

Beautiful blue eyes, shining…one looking at me…one looking elsewhere with no direction nor control.

I have to admit, it’s hard looking at her…until i realized, I’m not looking at her face, her eyes, her body…I’m looking at her heart and that’s why it really isn’t that hard to look at her…