April 14, 2020-
I did not know her,
only seeing her winsome,
joyful countenance
in a photo.
There was actually a mixture
of joy and sorrow in her eyes.
I saw joy, at being with her father.
Her sorrow may have come
from knowing that not all
have such a loving family.
Now, the world has one less
loving soul.
Now, the being who was once
a treasured daughter and sister
can only look lovingly
at those on this side of the veil
and guide those who are open
to her spirit.
The above is in remembrance of a young adult in our community, who left this world, suddenly, last week.
There are so many upon whom I look as if they were my own children. Their numbers just keep growing, with the passage of each year. They come from solid, loving homes or from broken, struggling households. They come from families of faith or from those for whom God is a scapegoat, if He is recognized at all. Yet, the feeling I have is the same,and as with my biological child, their suffering is my sorrow and their joys are my treasure.
Lovely post….
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Thank you, Nabeela.
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You are welcome….
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🙂
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A kind spirit recognizes the truth in others.
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Yes, light attracts light.
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Very moving post – thank you!
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I appreciate your kind words.
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