The Cycle enters my Sphere

I went to a funeral and a baby shower all in the same week following Easter.
Ideal. Impressive. Beautiful?
Yes, yes, of course. I have to say this when I am reminded so overtly about what the perspective of life should be.

The hani-mi was pushed back a bit but I suppose if I have it in April it will still be legitimate.

I have been told before that people do not dream in color or that it is not that often. Last night I know that I did. I dreamt that I was playing with a box of crayola crayons and that I had found the most beautiful color I have ever seen. I couldn't wait to color with it to see what the color would look like on paper but I couldn't find any type of paper anywhere. So I just held on to the crayon throughout the dream thinking that maybe I might finally be able to use it and see how beautiful I knew it would be. 

Ah, the symbolism in that.