Well, hello there. It’s been months since the last post, and I’m truly sorry about that. It’s been a really difficult year, and I’ve put off posting because I had nothing positive to offer. Actually, I still don’t, other than I suspect all of us have suffered about something this year.
But there are bright spots. I had a bright spot a couple of days ago. It was a poem written as part of a birthday present to me, by my daughter, who always knows what to say and how to say it. She should be doing this blog…I’ve got a lot to learn, and that can be exciting. The adventure.
Here’s the poem:
Passage of time marked with flame seamlessly passes leaves nothing unchanged begs the questions rarely answered our own reflection slowly morphing so slowly that we really can't see the onset of wrinkles and graying the new face of 'me' step back with fresh eyes return to awe maybe bewilderment witness the sacred passage of time the marks left behind it's your journey pilgrim all the pain luck, and glory a tale sweet sometimes sad our own too short story what a gift to grow old to ripen and wise what an honor to change blessed with more time to learn from our mistakes perhaps even privileged enough to live long enough to learn from others why not embrace this temporary state we call life unfurl completely stay ferocious be kind remain ever curious an open and child-like mind keep forgiving keep loving keep being surprised at that aging reflection it's a fleshy disguise we're all young at heart when you look at the eyes -Eve-
“Search diligently, pray always, and be believing, and all things shall work together for your good…”
D&C 90:25
