there is a future waiting.

A part of me is crying today. It doesn't show to those who pass by. It wouldn't be noticed by casual time. But for those who know and those who choose to see...There are tears filling me. I am lost in time..stuck in another day. There seems to way out. But truth will raise it's mighty arm and chase away all that is not. Those who know and those who choose to see..there is a future awaiting me.

Another Saturday

I went to see the new house again. The concrete on the side of the house is in. It is now ready for the installation of the dog door and kennel. The stove and micro are installed. The toilets are replaced and the bathroom floor in the master replaced. The plumbing is finished? and the electrical will be done this week. The fireplace insert goes in on Tuesday. There are few excuses left not to move in.

Excuses? Maybe. This house is part of Tom and Mom. It is something I will leave behind. I look forward to the change and dread it also. Will I forget them? No.

Home

Sitting at the old house - hard to call it home.
The new house isn't finished - I am not moved in.
But, already, it is home. This is where I will live with the girls (dogs), cradle my grandchildren in my arms (hopefully), visit with friends and family, and grow old.

God has prepared an eternal home for me. Tom is waiting there. And while I await my turn to go to that everlasting home - God has prepared a place for me here. A place to work for HIM. A home that is dedicated to HIM. He is the God of today, tomorrow, and forever.

Words

Say a prayer.
Whisper a dream.
Sing into the night air - a promise - a hope.
Say to the day - 'Be Gone'
To the sun - 'Shine no more'
There is no light bright enough
To erase the darkness.
Say a prayer.
Whisper your dream.
Even in the darkness
It will be seen.

Missing You

I miss you. I transferred the Electric and gas to the new house. Everything makes me think of you. I love you. Everyday now - I cry. Please know - you are missed.

You Would Have Liked It!

I sat in the house yesterday thinking of you. It is a house that you would have liked. Not too big...not too small. The yard has enough lawn but not so much that we would really need to do a lot of work on it. Mostly patio and walkways.

The front bedroom would have been perfect for your reading room. Plenty of light, airy, comfortable. I thought of you. The house will be comfortable. Not too big for me to care for. Room to move around though. It is a good house. You would have liked it. You would have been happy to know - that I am going to be OK.

Good Morning?

Good Morning World. It is a good morning. Breath moves in and out of my lungs. Blood courses through my veins carrying life preserving nutrients and oxygen everywhere. Yes, it is a good morning.

My girls are here. Lizzy sits in her crate waiting for me to notice that she is looking at me. Shilah is in the back yard - walking around. She isn't much for being inside the house during the day. Yes - it is a good morning.

Good Morning. The words mean something much different today than they did 6 months ago. Good Morning. Tom is not here. Good Morning. Mom is not here. Good Morning. Pain rips at my heart and soul. Good Morning? Life is here - Yes, it is a Good Morning.