Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Blessing of the Dawn, Ironic for me...

I rose early to bless the sun at dawn. Ironic when a year ago today, the precious one who bore the name of the early light, was taken from my life. I miss my mother so much.

Dawn, of most blessed memory.
November 3, 1953-April 8, 2008.

Such a long long time to be gone and a short time to be there.

Sunflowers and butterflies always remind me of my mother.