A Gift to Cherish

Don’t let your ego rule your heart and soul. Take every moment as a gift from above. A gift to love. A gift to cherish. A gift to remember our loved ones. A gift to put God first in our lives. When we do, we never fall astray, we always find our way back through him. Danny G. 

RIP Uncle Rosaire

Grief Has Its Seasons

Patience takes time as we await the storm,

That just passed by suddenly, 

Without a warning in sight.

We await until the pain drifts away

And our grief subsides, 

And the very moment we smile.

We await because we know, grief has its season

And a part never leaves us

Because a part always remains with our loved ones

At home.

We await until the pain subsides, 

And we await until the storm slowly passes by,

And then one day, 

When the grief has diminished 

We smile again and cry,

A relief and a sigh.