Thursday, May 5, 2011
Sometimes when life seems so fragile
A beginning feeling of peace arrives
From a source within and without
We bow our head
Receive the gift that helps us heal
We wrap the peace around our bodies
Longing for immediate relief
And find instead temporary solace
We bend our knees
And let it work through all our days
Discover being fragile is not a curse
For peace will come and peace will go
From everything we are to what we will become
We praise the Creator
As everlasting love
Relieves our fear of living fragile
Monday, May 2, 2011
The innocence I knew is difficult to imagine. Fresh from heavens' domain I arrived and began wailing; should have been a clue! But my Mom was right there, smiling and all embracing of the little girl she'd waited to have. Need I say... it was love at first sight.
Of course I miss her terribly; gone for fourteen years now. After a lot of thinking I think it happened the way it was supposed to. I know she would have been more miserable if I had died first.
Her favorite holiday was Easter; mine was Mother's Day. She liked the music, rabbits, and candy; I liked the hats. So in celebration this year I'm going to buy a hat.
Love you, Mom!