It is the one year mark. No, it’s not a birthday, it is an anniversary of someone, more than a memory, faded from life and pulled out by the tide of loss, of a distant heavenly home. No, not a celebration except in the personal way survival marks a person. I have survived thus farContinue reading “A year goes out to sea”
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Letting it Slip into the Sea
January
That word can tell you a few things in its quietness. It represents a new year, new beginnings, but it also tells you it is cold outside. REALLY cold. Especially back north after living in the south a few years. I listen to the wind being all blustery and poetic today. There is a momentContinue reading “January”