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5:04 P.M. - Wednesday, Oct. 04, 2006 When does the grieving stop? I have been asked; "Never," I say, just learn to accept we cannot control all things. This bitter pill to swallow almost took the breath from my soul. When I gaze upon my foot or the photo of us; mother, sister, aunt, and grandmother that now displays the bond we share upon our feet, I also think of other losses in many forms. Even as our paths in life do not mark the same soil we never walk alone. I love my new tattoo but still find it hard to believe I sat there with my arms across my knee and watched and I believe a little angle watched us all and his loving heart filled us with laughter those awesome day's. I believe someday my steps will be back to a place closer to those I miss with all my heart and find sunshine even during the darkest of times. I feel the pull someday�someday soon. What an awesome way to great the youngest grand child I had not yet met in person. He has the love of water as we all do; I never wanted to let him go. Still I count my blessings; we have a place to call home in a beautiful part of the world. Sandyz
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