Time arrives uninvited, bringing fear and too many questions. It feels as if the love in your heart is cracking, splintering.
But before you crumble, look up one more time.
There are still things reaching for you: hope, strength, small impossible moments that refuse to die quietly.
Grab onto them. Clutch them like a lifeline.
Because fear is loud, but it is not always right.
And sometimes love carries us through one more night than we thought we could survive.
-Mandy Ricks
This poem is for my daughter Samantha and her precious cat Pebbles. She has had Pebbles for sixteen years, since she was a child, and sadly today he is very sick.
We’re all hoping for the best and clutching onto all the love and hope we can.
For the first time in decades I sit in my house, empty, alone. It feels okay. No distracting chatter, or thoughts. Just quiet. Who’d have known this peace would finally arrive today of all days.
It’s that waiting time of year, that pause between seasons when waiting becomes the overwhelming feeling.
But we all need pauses times to prepare for what’s next. Moments of pause to refresh our thoughts, reorganize our priorities, visit our goals, and reconnect to our dreams. Above all, never let go of those dreams. -Mandy Ricks
The trees droop laden with the innocence of snow. Footprints lead the way to somewhere you want to go. While the season chills us we still wander through magic days. Enjoy. -Mandy Ricks