Another year has passed. It would have been my parents 48th Anniversary. I call my dad. I don't say anything about the day. I just want to hear his voice. The voice that once steadied me now needs my assurance. He misses me and wonders when I can come visit. I wonder too. It seems the edge I once had has diminished. The trip MA done in a day or several times a month. The thought, now, fills me with dread. My thoughts drift back to last year and since this is a month of remembering. I am re-posting last years thoughts. I am still writing reports. Still working on book work. The beat ... View Post
The Day is Dawning, How Will You Live This Day? . . .Day #13 of Thankfulness
The day dawns. White crisp flakes fall to the ground. The blanket of white enveloping the land. Our sins are made as white as snow. Isaiah 1:18 Come now, let us settle the matter, says the LORD. "Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool. One gave, that we may have eternal life. I keep hearing the voice of the Officer. There's been an accident. Is he ok? silence I'm sorry. It plays over and over in my head. The heart drop feeling. The moment my life changed forever. I can remember saying ... View Post
