Gone – a lonely word
Grieving – empty – void of hope
Waiting for what’s next
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Verbo, est perfecta as the Romans used to say. Exactly how I feel. Can’t wait till 2020.
Thanks. I hope we make it in one piece.
we will. Who knows we may be pleasantly surprised. Here’s to a sedate 2017.
Thanks. 🙂
Gone but let’s hope that something good comes to fill that void.
I believe it does – after the waiting.
I thank my God for you. Philippians 1:3
Blessings to you, Meredith. ❤