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
He dialed her number. Continue reading
In my dream
within a dream,
you came to my door Continue reading
I hear the wind chimes,
dancing and playing in the wind,
Their song soothes my soul.
“I’ve got to go now.
There are lessons you
and must learn
when I’m gone.
It’s time for you to grow.
But it will be alright, child,
it will be alright.
You will be alright, child,
you will be alright.”
A little Flashback Friday today. Here is a video I made a few years ago for Mother’s Day.
Lean in closer,
and listen for the sweet refrain of love.
just joined the heavenly chorus above.
She stood up slowly and started to speak. Her voice was as weak as her body. Fear probably bubbled close to the surface but she fought it with hope. Surely, she was going to get better. Her time could not be running out.
I like spring, I do, I do
the resurrection of the earth when it begins to renew –