A Recipe for Healing

Directions:
Be creative. Trust your instincts. Cry when you want to, laugh when you can. Choose the size pot that fits your loss. Season with memories; stir often.
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Sunday, November 8, 2009

Seven.

I know our time together is no more.
Then why do words come to mind that call you back?
Why do I plan lifetimes that include you?


With you comes the pain that makes me long for solitude. But with solitude comes the loneliness that longs for you--I'm trapped here in this circle.

1 comment:

  1. Psalm 119:49-50 (NIV)

    "Remember your word to your servant,
    for you have given me hope.
    My comfort in my suffering is this:
    Your promise preserves my life."

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