Treasuring Memories

Treasuring Memories

“The sea is not less beautiful in our eyes because we know that sometimes ships are wrecked by it.”  Simone Weil, Waiting for God

I awoke this morning to a beautiful south Texas day. The sky blue and without a trace of clouds. The sun peaking over the horizon promising to warm me and all living creatures who inhabit this part of the world. I am grateful this day. Babe and I would sit on the patio and sip coffee and enjoy the beautiful south Texas mornings before we began our work. I treasure those memories. I treasure each mug clink. And, I treasure the sound of a far-off rooster announcing the new dawn.

The mornings are still beautiful. The coffee is still hot. And, the rooster still announces the new day. I sit alone for a few moments grateful to a loving God that Babe and I shared that time together. I continue to see the beauty of the day; a grateful heart carries me forward, unafraid, into the future. It is good to be alive. I feel blessed for the journey I’ve had, the journey I’m traveling, and for a hopeful future in front of me.
I treasure memories and thank God for their gift.


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