Death is not the greatest loss in life.
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
(Norman Cousins)
Death is naked before God; destruction lies uncovered…” Job was right. I never imagined I’d live through such a day as that.
As the ceiling shuddered above us, there was an earth-shaking, appostrogetic tumult above our heads that entered our whole being and made our innards shake and tremble.
Absolutely everything had been lost. The only thing we had left was each other and a memory etched into our lives forever. What an unpresented Palm Sunday evening that was!
Yip and I stared out the front door into thick, muddy blackness. Weather showed up in a very bad mood.
Are you in a cage that feels like a prison? There is definitely a way to escape. You may need to give some thought to your personal escape route.
After Mom died people tried to tell us she was coming back as a ghost to haunt us. Whatever they did, or said, was for their own benefit.
It was a very bad bad, sad, rainy night that turned into a nightmare. Rain, that is so necessary for life, created unforgettable turbulence in my life.
