Death came to visit last week. Death whispered in my ear before taking my love away and filled me with fear. But death is a liar. There are some things death cannot take away. Love is always mine and will always live. Memory is always mine and rekindles the presence of that now gone. The presence of her I discover is not dependent on the physical. Death's whispered threat is that, only a threat.My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family QP.
Death came to visit last week. Yet death left empty-handed. I am alive; I am so much alive with all we were together, and as long as I live she also will live.
To hell with you, death.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Prayers for Parson
My heart goes out to fellow blogger, Questing Parson. He lost his wife tragically. His words are inspiring, mournful, and found deep in the pit of grief.