As we were creeping 10 mph in all the snow and ice, I couldn’t help but think it was all very metaphorical of life sometimes. We move about in our happy, warm places until all of a sudden the cruel cold hits... so unexpectedly. It forces us to our knees, makes us crawl, and steals our breath. What was touchable goes ice cold and stings our fingertips. What was familiar goes distant, unrecognizable. Where our hearts were uncovered and warm, now we have no choice but to bundle them up under layer after layer to keep them from freezing solid in mid-beat. Day to day routines are cancelled. Posts are abandoned. And we are left to wait for that moment when the warmth of day returns, and the bitter, unyielding cold is just a memory. When we can peel off the layers and let our hearts beat, exposed and unafraid. When life can’t get cancelled or posts abandoned. I told him I was ready for the sun to warm the world again.
That’ll teach him from asking me what I’m thinking.
I think when you lose someone, there’s always a little winter in your heart. Even in the dead of summer. Still, I’m praying summer days to hurry my way.
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5 comments:
Hey babe. I just had to tell ya that the instant I looked at this picture I thought about riding to school with you two. You had just gotten your learner's permit and you and her were "debating" on the necessity of using a turn signal at the Hector/Appleton Y. Funny stuff. You may not remember that morning, but I sure do! (I can't help but giggle a little writing this comment.) I think about you often, you know. Love ya, Ang.
Such a precious woman. I think everyone who knew her, misses her beautiful smile and her sweet way that she was with everyone. Love reading your blogs Angela!
I love how beautifully you can express yourself in writing! Glad to call you my family! Keep your head up the sun will soon be here. Love you.
And by the way, Pat always makes fun of me for not wanting to talk "serious" stuff with him. It might of had something to do with our upbringing!
Oh, how I wish I had your writing talent! Have a wonderful 'cold' day! It is going to get warmer soon and all that snow will melt!
She was a beautiful lady! And the sun will shine again...
How are u doing on your novel? We haven't heard any of it lately. You have an awesome talent!
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