Why Not All Year Long.
Mine would have to be some family heirlooms and pictures that have disappeared over the years. As I age, family is becoming all-important to me and I cannot help but be sad that they are gone. The tangible, touchable items are gone, but I will always have the memories, both good and not-so-good. And for … Continue reading Most precious thing lost. Gratitude Experiment: Day 72
This just makes me happy!
I have to admit I am guilty of this. Not so much now, but in the past. It was almost as if I would not, or COULD NOT allow myself the happiness I deserve. "Laughter, like a drenching rain, settles the dust, cleans and brightens the world around us, and changes our whole perspective." ~ … Continue reading Article: Why Some People Sabotage Their Own Happiness
Is it possible to be whole? Not fractured or torn in pieces like a statue or an old rag? A broken toy can be mended, but what about a broken spirit? Can a soul be rejuvenated - made to sing again? There is a simple answer - yes. YES.
I really liked this poem. Closing proximity.
Thank you for showing me the sunrises of summer Thank you for helping me grow Thank you for long talks for walks in spring showers For having faith in me when I couldn't have it in myself Thank you for being you...
My world is black as the night sky in winter. A hunger gnaws at my heart until my soul is eaten away. There is nothing left. I search for light but find only darkness. Lost. Gone. Dead.