Hello Love, It’s been a while since I’ve written…forgive me. I’ve been so busy working, studying for school, and trying to keep it somewhat presentable around here in the unlikely event of unexpected visitors. That’s one thing about COVID it has cut back on the number of knocks at the door. Remember how crazy things…
Tag: Death
Love letter 2
Good morning love, You were the first thing on my mind this morning…as always. The weeks right after you passed, I would wake up wanting your arms around me, so I would turn to your side of the bed to cuddle, but your place was empty. In that moment, a cocktail of loneliness, desperation,…
Day of Reckoning Chapter 5: Born Again
Let the day perish wherein I was born… let that day be darkness… let darkness and the shadow of death stain it… Why died I not from the womb… Why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly. Job 3:3-11 Amy’s body ached with the pain born from the…
What If You Could Pick?
In this life change is inevitable. From the moment we wake to the setting of the sun, our bodies and emotions continue to evolve. One could argue that we possess the power to alter the severity of these changes through prayer, meditation, exercise, and diet; however, this one thing is certain: we cannot stop change….
Good Friday, Is it Really Good?
In less than a week, another year of my life will have been spent…gone forever, never again to relive. Re-do’s are just impossible with time. The older I get the closer to dependency I become, and that frightens me. As a caregiver, I work with elderly seniors, and their level of dependency varies greatly. I…
Fragile: Haiku 9/16/16
The following was inspired by today’s daily post: Fragile (my stab at haiku) *** Glorious beauty Seen only through fragile eyes The way: Death alone
Melody of the Soul
Sometimes I shiver with the thought of getting old. This shiver, like a wave of panic, reminds me: Time marches on and stops for no one. Logically, I knew this all along; however, now that I’m over fifty, it’s beginning to really sink in. It’s quite the paradox, for as I gaze into the mirror, I see…
Death, On a Walk Through Psalms
We must see death to fully appreciate life. For in death there is no remembrance of You; In the grave who will give You thanks? Psalms 6:5 Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work or device or knowledge or wisdom in the grave where you are going….
Redhead Reflections 