in the in between

In the basement  In the deep end In the cellar of my soul In the basement In the deep end There’s a fear that grips, controls In the darkness there’s a battle I must fight And fight to win But the irony, the beauty, –can it come in the surrender? Surrender? oh surrender… to  relinquish and to see It’s accepting, not rejecting- With great courage, comes great peace In the stopping, in the hearing,  In the ground beneath my feetRead more

Never Forgotten

sometimes when we least expect it, we have little reminders of those we have lost Reminders that make us remember and smile, and appreciate the beauty that was not lost but that is just now hidden from our view Like forget-me-nots that emerge from the ground in the Spring these memories emerge from our hearts and we remember those who are never forgotten and appreciate the beauty of their presence in our lives even though they aren’t seen in fullRead more

On foundations that stand

Stone upon stone, brick upon brick, the church has opened it’s wooden doors to countless souls throughout the years.  Yesterday, one by one, many walked up the steps, through the wooden doors, signed the guest book, and sat down on the antique wooden pews in the sanctuary. Why? To remember.  To Grieve.   To Celebrate.  To acknowledge.  To be a firm foundation for those who have lost a loved one. A dear friend’s husband has battled with illness for years.Read more