Today I saw my first butterfly of the year. A small white winged beauty fluttered by me at a particularly poignant moment. A short while later I spied two cardinals–a bright red male and a dull brownish green female–kissing each other. They were sitting on a banister under my bird-feeder and they held their kiss […]
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One thing we have in common around the globe is we can look up at the sky. What we see there one moment disappears the next. The sky’s hues …
Blue is a color. Blue is a feeling. Blue is blue skies. Blue is your eyes. Blue is music. Blue is bird. Blue is butterfly. Blue is midnight sky. Blue is ocean. Blue is flower. Blue is shirt. Blue is song. Blue is happy. Blue is me. Blue is boy. Blue is you.
This song– Who Wants To Live Forever– by Queen is dramatic, romantic, and sorrowful. It is well suited for this rainy overcast day in High Point and a perfect counterpoint …
Stopping to smell the roses today.
All of us.
All of them….
…”As noted bereavement therapist, Peter Lynch, MSW, said at an annual Holiday Service of Remembrance, referring to the many feelings associated with grief, “The only way through it is through it.” …
…Last night I caught a dream. I was seeing all of the flowers that I have recently planted out in my Anniversary Garden. But I was seeing them from a much different perspective, up close and personal. …
…Bearing witness is perhaps the greatest gift that I was able to give Scott. This blog made all of our readers witnesses, too, amplifying the ripples to many shores. Some of you have wanted to stay and be my witnesses now as I navigate the waters …
Much like the picture above where we only see his leg at the bow of the canoe, I know that Scott is off-camera somewhere, floating as if on the water. I’m floating, too.
Oh,yes.The time we had. I will never forget you. I will never forget us
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