My life flows on in endless song;above earth’s lamentation,I catch the sweet, though far-off hymnthat hails a new creation. It is Thanksgiving Sunday. The choir sings a long loved Hymn. Through all the tumult and the strife,I hear that music ringing.It finds an echo in my soul.How can I keep from singing? The words piercing. Encouraging. What though my joys and comforts die?I know my Savior liveth.What though the darkness gather round?Songs in the night he giveth. A melody I have hummed repeatedly over the years. No storm can ... View Post
A Sweet Reunion, Saying Good Bye To Grandma Joan
I didn't know her well. Only through birthday parties, drop off or pick ups during custody exchanges. I only knew her through visiting at the grocery store or the Thrift shop. I knew her smile and her love for Chelsea and her infatuation with Christiana; the mini Chelsea. I knew her caring nature in recognizing Elijah's desire to enter the military and the beautiful card and gift she sent for his graduation. One I had to take care of after he had been called home. I know of her intent to hold my hand when my son was called home so suddenly. She too, no stranger to the loss of a child. ... View Post
