Dancing Shadow - Cezariusz Gadzina Quartet - Light In Side
Label: De Werf - W.E.R.F.098 • Format: CD Album • Country: Belgium • Genre: Jazz • Style: Contemporary Jazz
Her blazer still hangs in my closet. A reminder of a life gone too soon. It hangs in the back. I pass it occasionally, remembering a woman who touched my life. Sparkly, cream, blazer. I met her while working at a local nursing home.
I had left my corporate job months before. When asked why I was leaving I simply said. She loved visitors so I would stay late and enjoy her company. She would tell me how horrible it was slowly becoming a prisoner of her own body. To be left with nothing but her mind. I guess I will just sit here and watch it die. Weeks before her death she was intent on giving me the blazer.
Her conversations stick with me. The mundane of life can cause me to forget the Dancing Shadow - Cezariusz Gadzina Quartet - Light In Side freedom I have. Of the walks I can take, the dance floors I can grace and the lakes I can jump in.
So in my closet, that sweater will E.I. - Various - Bravo Hits 33 a reminder to appreciate the freedom God has given me, if only for the day. To me, it means another year old. A daughter we never got to hold. A daughter who would be 4-years-old. I feel overwhelming gratitude that my two boys help fill that void but the void still partially remains.
That void is not just held for me but for those women who have a brand new empty hole. A hole created by their own loss. The loss of their dear one. It is held for the woman who has recently heard those words. January 2nd. The toddler tears are plenty, the whines of wanting to go outside. Off the couch mama, his hand grabbing mine.
For only a season will I put out my hand to have it quickly filled with that of a smaller one created by me. Amidst the tantrums of a little boy, I can forget the yearning I once had to feel my hand filled with that of a little one.
But here I am today, Dancing Shadow - Cezariusz Gadzina Quartet - Light In Side hand and the soft baby fingers of my firstborn who quickly grabs it. I am thankful Happy - Dave Blair - Dave Blair these little hands. The hands I never Blue Horizon - DJ Icey - Essential Mix to hold are forever on my heart, left there as a reminder to treasure those I do get to grasp.
When I was five my dad asked the neighbor at our cabin if his horse-crazed daughter could ride one of his horses. Ernest quickly agreed and saddled up a horse and took me for a trail ride. About a mile from the barn my horse decided it wanted to return home and FAST. It bolted home, my tiny self along for the ride.
I could barely hold on and was so scared I peed my pants and lept off into the tall grass. Not being able to Youre The Boss - B.B. King - Blues Summit over the towering grass, I sat down and waited for help. More worried about the fact that I peed my pants than getting back on the horse, I reluctantly climbed back on. Nobody mentioned my wet pants as they led me around that backyard.
Catching horses in the pasture at midnight and taking my mom Mary Jane on a moonlight ride, galloping through fields upon fields with any friend willing to join. Getting lost in the backwoods with my sister Ellen, horse shows across the country with Kelly, driving to the barn in my old pickup truck with Lisa and Ashley singing loudly to 90s music.
Riding a racehorse in Serbia, jumping in Romania, riding double with Britni in Panama, trekking up a volcano in Guatemala. Dragging my new husband horseback riding on our Puerto Rican honeymoon. Mexico beach rides, Montana jumping lessons with Alex. Life lessons learned from Alison. Toasting farewell to my German Pony and childhood love at the Gasthaus. If I think about all that I would have missed had I not gotten back on that horse when I was five, I am thankful I got back on today.
I trudged up the hill behind our house weeping on what would have been the due date of our first baby when I heard God whisper "in due time you will give birth to a child. But Jesus works in miracles and He will see His promise come to fruition in early February of ! It was a season of grief and discouragement but one that has grown us closer to Jesus and each other in ways that only sorrow can do. For that we are forever thankful. Praise be to the Lover of our souls who walks, weeps and rejoices with us all!
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