Reflection #2

So often, I see myself through reflections -- in the rearview mirror as I check on Colter in the backseat, in the glass door as I head into work, in others' eyes. But these are surface images bounced back to me. They are refractions -- images that are broken as they pass through the prism of perception. To truly know who I am, I must reflect differently, by reabsorbing the light that's returned to me and shining it inside. That's what this blog is: a sort of internal flashlight, spotlight, floodlight, candle.