So tiny-tiny you have to close your eyes to see it…
This beautiful story popped into mind…Sandra Cisneros writes hauntingly beautiful vignettes…this one is about her 11th birthday and while it's not my birthday and I'm obviously not eleven, the emotions are the same.
This is one of my favorite lines from the story and also one of my favorite quotes, period…I first read it in 7th grade, a lifetime ago, but sometimes this line pops into my head because it's a rather universal feeling.
” I'm eleven today. I'm eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, and one, but I wish I was one hundred and two. I wish I was anything but eleven, because I want today to be far away already, far away like a runaway balloon, like a tiny o in the sky, so tiny-tiny you have to close your eyes to see it.”