I want to slow the pace.
I want to breathe it all in; not miss anything.
It is hot.
We sit in the river; my sister in law and I.
The first time all summer.
I close my eyes; I feel the warmth of the sun.
I want to hold on to this time.
Remember the warmth when the winter cold settles.
I feel the cool water flowing beneath me.
Aren’t all the days fleeting?
“Show me, LORD, my life’s end and the number of my days;
let me know how fleeting my life is.
Embracing each moment.
The good; the heart wrenching.
Letting God order the path.
We head to the house.
None of us quite ready to give up the glorious day.
We sit by a bonfire.
For this moment in time.
The future is still too hard to imagine.
I will linger in the moments.
You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.