You may not have known the most fertile ground in which to bloom, but you tried. You may have thought you stood alone, but we saw your bloom. The sun may have been too much despite our efforts to shield, but…..
There were three large boxes stacked on top of each other and a small little box on top. Just boxes stacked. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a person. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a heart and killer smile. No, more than that.
A surprise birthday party for someone a nurse, two CNAs and myself consider a friend. A friend who is dying. No, no one wondered if this would be her last. Simply…..
Preparing for a special night. A night of reflections for those who have lost loved ones. A night to remember those no longer with families and friends. A night to remember those still aching the loss. And so on this night of frigid cold and winter’s first snow, from the hearth of a little ponderer, a humble scrich to honor their path.
After All
I don’t understand. The why hangs upon my shoulders Like a winter coat three sizes too…..
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