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Journal Entry # 103 – In My Eyes

forest trees

As long as I am breathing, in my eyes, I am just beginning.  – Criss Jami

Journal Entry # 102 – Happy New Year!!

man with fireworks

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes. – Carl Jung

Journal Entry # 101 – Merry Christmas!

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Like snowflakes, my Christmas memories gather and dance. Each beautiful, unique, and gone too soon. – Deborah Whipp
(If I can elaborate, enjoy every second.)

Drown Me

drown
I can no longer hold my breath.
I rather drown, then wade in false hope.
You’ve given me every emotion I’m capable of,
I’ve fallen hard, so many times.
How do I keep going? How am I still just suppose?
I shout and shout, forgive me,
across this universe
…only to be a ghost.
You’re not me,
no you’re not.
You still can’t say…
…father.

Ashback # 6 – Time Together!

fred,lloyd,albert and ashleyChristmas is a day that holds all time together – Alexander Smith

Journal Entry # 99 – Fill Your Heart!

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Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity. – Novala Takemoto

Journal Entry # 98 – It’s in the Heart!

DSC_0353“He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.” ―Roy L. Smith

*P.S. That’s our tree for Christmas 2018. Can you find my ornament? Where and what is it?

Journal Entry # 97 – Make a Life!

christmas home house light

We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. – Norman MacEwan

Journal Entry # 96 – Appreciate the Beauty!

close up cold frost ice“To appreciate the beauty of a snowflake it is necessary to stand out in the cold.”      – Aristotle

Moonlight to Morning

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I remember nights that seemed only for me.
Everything still, silent…time fixed.
I sat by shore, lost in its wake.
Watched as mossy moorings danced in captivate.
The moonlight stretched my little port, reaching for tomorrow,
maybe running from yesterday.
A lull of loneliness, like a blanket.
Protects me from exposure.
Suspended in salty bliss,
I bid good morn to the sun.