A mother’s hands gently Holds little baby for the first time; Pure, precious, perfect and fragile!
Love That gives beyond Limits A heart that stretches Miles and Miles A soft place To fall again and again . Grandma . A firm hand A present love A listening ear . Tender Selfless Compassionate; An All around blossom In the desert. Susan McMillan For all grandmothers that are just that special.
A bed that should have been cold and lonely, turned out to be a warm place filled with love. The feeling of the soft yarn over my cold weary skin gave me a sense of assurance; that someone was praying for me by name, someone was thinking about me, someone loves me, and someone shared…… Continue reading Cancer journey; gifted blankets
She sings in a soothing voice Asking me yet again; “child what hurts?” The elusive presence of mama. She speaks softly Asking about my day Wondering about my dreams The elusive presence of mama. “Child cry not” she says… Comforting my weary heart The elusive presence of mama. “Take my hand child…” She asks I…… Continue reading Elusive presence…
Four walls, a roof and any one is good to live in it. Perhaps the older I get the more I realize that just having a structure does not make a place a home. You could even call it a meeting station for the family. And perhaps the busier our lives get, the more truth…… Continue reading Creating a home out of our four walls.