December-how did you get here? Time unmeasurable, heart still broken, life unfathomable. Tears are always at the ready these December days. Dragging the tree up the stairs, tears. Ornaments unpacked, tears. Shopping, tears. Amazingly though, the world has colour. Glitter, sparkle, lovely melodies, lights, beauty. Tears make lovely colours around all the bright objects.
Doug, we love you forever and always.
Deb, I think of you often and my heart hurts imagining what you must feel on a daily basis. I'm so sorry this is your path. Please know you are loved and prayed for. xoxo
ReplyDeleteSheri Kroeker