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Perfect Moments...

Have you ever had a perfect moment? One of those moments that makes you feel like for just that moment, the rest of the world stands still? Have you ever had a moment that is so perfect, you close your eyes and take it in so that you will always remember the details?
I don't know if people pay enough attention in life. These moments are so few, so fleeting and so far between that if you're not careful, you might just miss them.
I have had a some that I managed to realize and captured in my mind like snapshots that I can look back on from time to time and remember what they felt like.
The first one I can remember, was my seeing my very first sunset. I was around the age of 19 and in California visiting my father who lived there at the time. My boyfriend, who was in the Army & stationed in California, came to spend a weekend with me during my visit. My father's house was on a mountainside that overlooked the ocean and Catalina Island. I don't know what I was doing, but while passing by the sliding glass doors, I saw a spectacular sunset. Growing up on the east coast, I had never seen one before and my breath got caught in my throat. I ran for my camera. My boyfriend must have seem me scurry by and followed me out on to the terrace just as I was snapping a few pictures. He walked up behind me, put his arms around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder and we shared the sunset. That is when I realized for the first time that these moments happen and the world stopped just for us as I closed my eyes and took it in.

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