Are they aware of me
over on the other side of the veil?
Continue readingThe diggers dig
that’s their job.
A new resident
will come
meanwhile
a pretty bluebird
flies. Continue reading
If I had known today
that this was going to be
the very last day of summer
I would have treated it differently. Continue reading
There are certain days on the calendar that are marked for celebration or remembrance. Usually we think of them as happy days but sometimes they are quiet days of reflection. December 2 became a marked day for me in 2011 when mom passed away. Every December 2nd since then I have remembered, reflected, and some things I try to forget. I have tried various ways to spend that day to help get through the 24 hours. One year I bore my testimony. One year I tried to do an act of service. I just try to find some small way to do something mom would be proud of. Continue reading
by Joy D. Jones
Not to distract from the message of this talk but really to add to it – apparently Sister Jones attended the funeral for her own son the day before she gave this talk. The day before.
by Paul V. Johnson
I get why there has to be death. My mind gets it. It doesn’t make it any easier on my heart. Continue reading