I need to cry.

Everyday lately I get up, splash water on my face and go for a walk in the development where we live. It’s like a walk in a neighborhood except its gated, tranquil, with very few people and cars to navigate. I walk past the pool, the new buildings being built, the larger homes on the the marina. I walk close to the water to greet the birds I’m beginning to recognize without knowing any of their names. I walk trying to avoid their bright white splashes on the cement docks and hope for a glimpse of a dolphin which on magical mornings I am rewarded to see.