Fathers not provoking
Not being angry
Not being nitpicky
Harsh words spoken
Please open him back up to joy
babies playing hair-do
late morning with Scott
daughters who love to cook
Lazy Saturday basking, clothes hanging on the line,
green house with girls eating kale.
The weather perfect.
My heart healing from a summer of personal reflection.
God's perfect plan for me feels different then ever before.
Moving on and walking through a door I have never walked through hard.
Babies growing up.
Breeze blowing in my face.
Sun warm, your sunshine so warm
so peaceful, relaxing, generous
Moments to rest, to reason, to bask in Your glory Lord.
Friends move on...
little pieces of my heart gone.
Enjoying my life anyway
Baby William rejoicing in heaven,
singing with the angels.
Life all around me
Games being played
Lady bugs, airplanes, blue skies
leaves fall, grass fades
her foot steps on hardwood searching for me
gates locked to keep others out
to keep me in
My bedroom a place of peace.
No rushing, no going from one place to the next
Just sitting a spell and taking a breath
"Thank you Lord,
for all of this".