Last traces of sunset

It was a dreary 'raining in sunday' day. It as beautiful don't get me wrong. I was driving a friend home after taking them to the laundromat across the street from my house and saw the sunset, it was so pretty. I ran home grabbed my camera and then drove to a spot overlooking the mountains. I got there in time, barely. This is the last trace of the sunset and I just love the color and echoes of clouds in it.

A friend passed today. I find a lump forming in my throat as I think about it. I miss her already. If I close my eyes I can see her blue eyes, her wrinkled face and the half annoyed smile she used to get when I tried to take a picture. Oh Nona. I will miss you. This picture is for you, for now you are an echo in our souls. A life that etched our beautifully with your smile and grace. Here is to your last sunset on Earth and you will always hold here in our hearts, always be close by. I miss you already.

I missed you today. Especially after hearing of Nona's passing. I wanted to sit with you and reminisce. I know they affect you but sometimes its not as on the surface. I love you.

Its getting cold here. It as in the 50s today definably a wear your jacket and rain jacket day. It was wonderfully grey. However it made me miss you. Its kind of dumb sometimes how things make me miss you. Its getting the kind of cold that makes you want to curl up in your favorite pair of comfy pants and sweatshirt. I am dressed that way now and the only thing thats missing, you beside me. It was strange today, I was watching a movie curled up underneath a blanket and I was trying to remember how you felt next to me. Instead I am finding myself curled up on the ridiculously heavy brown couch my feet curled under my hood river sweats and a steaming cup of tea in my hand. I guess I should get used to that.

Alone.. A word so haunting it makes anyone shiver on a warm day. Here is where I find myself pouring out more nad more my deepest darkest thoughts, the ones that are grey and unfriendly. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I should just keep them all inside and not depress people. Somehow they just have to come out today. I miss Nona already. Sigh.

There is light, I know there is, even though I seem to be searching around in the endless darkness, light will come. I am light, I am called to be light and salt. Those thing connotating that they exist where there is none. You put salt where there is none to give saltiness, you give light in the darkness so you can see where you are going. I am salt and light.

I am still running though I know not how my legs keep going, they are battered and bruised. I was caught today by a quote in my studying. It goes something like this. God's purpose for us is to be a blessing to all the families of the world. That's why the gospel and his saving started in Genesis chapter 12. And the rest of the bible is the fulfillment of that promise to Abraham.

Nona, I lift my glass to your life. You are in my heart and I will rejoice rejoice for the legacy you passed on. Thank you for passing some of it on to me.