Fabulous Fridays

all we

in varying stages of surrender

longing to rest with unfurrowed brow

now sleep some

or simply fly away



Holding on with shallow breath, held and loved.
Last week she told me she hated to leave us behind. This week she tries with all the strength she has left not to.

Thank you for sharing this time with us. She loves hanging around our friends.

Thank You, God, for holding her and us, inspiring us, healing our hearts and filling her room with laughter and making a way for eternity as she remembers all her mother taught her about your great sacrifice for us

"My hope and heart is with thee" ~Alfred, Lord Tennyson