Yet, one day we feel the sun on our face again.



We never really get over a devastating loss.
In the thick of it, we almost stop breathing; sometimes even wishing we could.
And we know deep within that we will never be the same.
Yet, one day we feel the sun on our face again.
We find ourselves smiling at a child or a joke or a memory.
And at that moment, we realize we are finding our way back.
Changed forever? Yes.
But also softer, deeper, more vulnerable and more loving too.
And we are breathing again.

Text & image source: Welcome Home

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More to Come:

Here’s the “more”.

I arrived in Hockley, Tx the first part of March.  My intention was to be there a week, or at most two weeks.  I was going to visit with my oldest daughter and family, and keep a couple of doctor’s appointments.  As had been my luck of late, I ended up with a series of medical issues that kept me there for almost two full months.  The happy side of life was that I was fortunate to spend a lot of quality time with my family!

This is Terri & I…WOW, that’s big!!  Don’t know how to change it…

Terri & I

And below is Terri, hubby Dan, and Josh & Sydney

Terri, Dan, Josh & Sydney

While there, Terri’s BFsF Jennifer & Roy were kind enough to allow me to stay on there beautiful country property the entire time.  They even put up with me flipping breakers while trying to use my Kuerig…took me a while to figure that one out!  LOL

My Coco even figured out how to play with other dogs…sort of…she really always thought she was human!



The family and I did do some just hanging out, and had a lot of my favorite Mexican food, but for the most part, poor Terri just ran me around from doctor to doctor.  It was so good to just spend time together!!!

From there…on to the Texas Hill Country…

Some of my favorite quotes



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Love is a friendship set to music—Joseph Campbell

The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart—Helen Keller

“It’s impossible” said pride.  “It’s risky” said experience.  “It’s pointless” said reason.  “Give it a try” whispered the heart.—Anonymous

I Belong


I hear my name whispered on the wind, and can do naught but answer, for I belong to the wind, and all that “is”

I hear my name resounding from the hills, and I respond with a deep desire to see and touch; to explore the less traveled pathways

I hear my name in the rustling of the leaves, beckoning me to come forth, to cross the next horizon, climb the next mountain, and meet new friends

I hear old friends shout my name, saying “Come join us”, and I respond with a hearty “I’m coming, my friends”

I eagerly anticipate the shared feeling of joy and freedom, knowing in my heart that they too, belong to the wind, and all that “is”…





At the ending of day, in the darkness of night…. — Purplerays

I re-blogged this because I feel a connection to Mother Earth just looking at the picture! It quiets my soul…

Sacred Touches

“At the ending of day, in the darkness of night we seek an inner assurance of your presence. Our body is still and our soul is silent as we listen for the renewing springs of your Spirit deep in the ground of our being and in earth’s quietness all around us. Guide us […]

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