Being blown away.
It began in loss. It gave way to turning inward. The fog lifted and we could see the beauty in the forrest. The trials became a new trail that revived our spirits. Closure unfolded in surprises. Love echoed from the years gone by. Holiness was encapsulated in the faces of those who have shaped us. Quiet love fed us without question. Back porch days laid the rock of revival. Music rose like a sweet symphony in the darkness. Envelopes filled with words that soothed the soul. In grief there was new life. Dinners filled with our favorite things. Connection were laughter rises with ease, where hugs are given freely where you know the miles may separate you but the love will travel with you. Glasses raised and moments captured. A catch in your throat for the kindness. Loss has led to new life. Heartache has been woven into healing. W...