Summer
05 Jul 2011 Leave a Comment
Of waterfalls and streams, river beds and rocks. Of sand between your toes and lemonade sipped through straws. Of sunshine and laughter. Of walks through tree canopied trails and giggles through shared jokes. Of picnic blankets and fingers licked. Of charcoal and lime. Summer is all things God meant love to be.
Confessions of a loving mother- 2
01 Jul 2011 Leave a Comment
Sometimes I take out all those mails and FB messages from the post Z time and read them just to remember how those days felt. I even had all the messages from the time I was admitted to the Janaza saved and would scroll through them until my phone crashed. Sign from Above to move on? I wonder if I will ever lose that sense of reality and immediacy and part of me doesn’t want to, even though I know that it’s the process of healing that I should.
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