Anniversaries are tough. Life holds brilliant memories made along the way. 35 years ago, January 23rd at 2:00 in the afternoon, VST and I were married. Surrounded by family and friends, we were two very young, hopeful, and loving people who pledged to love each other until the end of time. Sadly, our time together on this earth ended on April 8, 2020.
Today is one for quiet reflection about the wonderful years spent creating the life we chose, day by day.
Whatever you do today, take some time to reflect on loved ones that have gone on before. If you’re grieving, remember this. You are blessed enough to have loved deeply. That’s a precious blessing, indeed. One well worth the price of grief, in my opinion.
Morning Has Broken
Morning has broken,
Like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird;
Praise for the singing,
Praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the Word.
Sweet the rain’s new fall,
Sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dewfall
On the first grass;
Praise for the sweetness,
Of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness
Where his feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight, Mine is the morning,
Born of the one light
Eden saw play;
Praise with elation,
Praise every morning,
God’s re-creation
Of the new day.
by Eleanor Farjeon, later performed by Cat Stevens
More tomorrow.