
I found my church
In the arms of pain
Though, I let the pain back in
I am still breathing
The sting, brings on the healing
Sometime I have to hurt enough
and
I am not lost
I am just healing
I found my church
In the arms of the healing

I found my church
In the arms of pain
Though, I let the pain back in
I am still breathing
The sting, brings on the healing
Sometime I have to hurt enough
and
I am not lost
I am just healing
I found my church
In the arms of the healing

Somehow we just got over the pain There was never a “just” moment We felt every minute, every second of this time When we forgave and let go However, my dogged tenacity caused us to feel the full undertow I never thought it meant a glorious victory Still we wallow in the undertow, I’ve lost many here Never let go of me… I will never let go I don’t know why I feel like I feel I always let go a little so I can feel you never let me go ~ღ~ m

I remember November 1, 1995
The day my life took a turn
With you & together we grew
Through the trails and all the pain
Much love grows here in
The Winter of my heart ღ

Hearts will never get Older
that they won’t break
They keep feeling…anyway
No matter what vow we take
We always seem to break
Hearts…and thus we are broken too!
I wonder if that is how this love goes?

Perfect day for a walk in the field out back. No matter how old she gets she still loves to smell for bunnies. She’ll Be 15 this year. ❤️

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