Well here I am again! Wonder of wonders that I am even showing up at all in this little blog wilderness having uprooted my faithful old friend Finding my Bliss by way of messing up the template! The one who safely sailed me through Bloglandia for all of those years was interfered with in an abrupt manner (see previous post). I know it may sound silly but I feel like I am grieving for what was my sanctuary and residence, I am feeling kind of lost with nothing familiar to cling to, but alas I do have one place that is very much like home and so there I will share a little haiku with my friends... By way of haiku navigate a place called home the 'heart' gathering... On the subject of home and the insecurity of having no solid ground to tread on, that's where I am finding myself at present as I'm in the throws of purchasing a new home and going through a very sticky patch with the legalities of it all. It's going at a snail's pace and I'
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Peace
x..x
Yes she will!
I love the tenderness of this whole story, the fall of the blossom that had become such a part of your self, such a steady, daily reminder of strength and vulnerability at the same time. Its fall and then resurrection, as it were, seems not only a rise of the life of the flower, but of your spirit and that of your mother whose birthday you are remembering. Your mother and mine were born a day apart. My mother's birthday is tomorrow. I lost her 6 years ago and still miss her terribly.
xo,
Noelle