I found my church

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



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

The Winter of my heart in November 1, 1995

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

 

My life is series of…here we go again moments

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?

70° today

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. ❤️