With new eyes

Sometimes I feel like I am looking at life with new eyes.  Some of it seems like a painful process.  Rehahsing old pain or something like that.  But in way, that is a positive because it means I really never dealt with it.  On the other hand, there is the beauty of looking at life with new eyes.  I have a whole new appreciation for my husband.  I love him.  I didn't know it was possible to fall in love with him, again..only different.  It's hard to explain.  But I know the reason.  I celebrate and humbly accept the gift.  I thank the gift. I love the gift.  I am grateful for what it brings. I look at my friendships with new eyes.  I no longer need to explain or justify myself who may not understand my perception.  It doesn't make them right or wrong.  It just makes it not compatible to be in my close range circle.  I certainly look at life, thanks to my tribe.  I like being able to open my eyes and see the world with new eyes.  It helps me to understand certain ways to conduct my life.  I am tired of labels.  I am tired of black and white.  I want to live in a place where how I live or love  doesn't need explaining.  I want to live in grey.  Maybe one day.  Until then, I live in my world.  But I strategically adult in the other.