Today is my parent's anniversary--they would have been married for 60 years today. Daddy flew to heaven in 2012. It is also my brother's birthday. Cancer took him in 2001. So many precious friends and family have gone on. I am happy for them--but they are missed.
Grief is like the ocean...rising to crash into the shoreline--then sliding back to a subtle life rhythm. It will always be a part of my life. The storms still rise now and again, but not as many as before.
This little tear-filled faery leans upon the rocks to weep. But in a moment she will smile through her tears to flit into the warmth of the sun and the fragrance of the roses.
Have a lovely weekend, dear Friends. Happy Paint Party Friday!