Five Minute Friday - See

I have been doing Five Minute Friday for a while and love it.  I am so grateful to Lisa Jo and her gang for starting this way to open up my heart and mind and just write for the love of writing.  How do you do it?  It is so easy.  Maybe you would love to start out 2014 participating with the group.  I have met some amazing people here  Below you will see the rules. Jump on in and enjoy yourself.

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
OK, are you ready? Please give us your best five minutes on:::

See…

I have always been a sensory person.  I thrive with seeing, tasting, smelling, touching and hearing.  I could stand outside for hours with my eyes closed and just smell.  I also love to see the beauty of a sunrise/sunset.  One of my greatest fears growing up was losing one of my senses.  I know they say that when that does happen the others become sharper, but I just could not imagine giving one of them up....especially my sight.  When I was a child my dad would leave for work about the time I was leaving for school.  On our way down the walkway he would ruffle my hair and say, "See you later alligator."  The last time I saw my father that was his parting remark to me.  I grew up in South Florida.  We had a flat porch on our house and my dad and I would lay out there on nights when they were firing rockets from Cape Canaveral and see the fire from the rockets, we would also hang out up there when there was going to be a media shower for us to see, or when the moon was full.  He would always say, "I see the moon and the moon sees me.  God bless the moon and God bless me."  We would lay there for hours and point to various things in the sky and say, "See?"  I spent a lot of hours on that flat porch with my dad....seeing.  I learned a lot about the world on that porch through the eyes of my dad.  Sometimes when I am on my way home on Hwy 22 I still have moments when God tells me, "See?"  I am amazed by the sights that he puts in front of me.  Sometimes I feel like my dad and God are standing just on the edge of the clouds saying to each other, "Do you think she will see this?"  I want to shout to them...."hey guys...I saw it and it was amazing!"