Despite occasional heartbreak. Life is wonderful. Because
without moments of sadness. One wouldn’t know how to be exuberantly happy.
Makes me appreciate. That I had dear Jeanne in my life. That’s why I was
momentarily stunned. Distraught. And grieved when Jeanne was riddled by
Alzheimer’s. And died. But I soon grasped. That I was blessed. By having Jeanne
in my life. Still do. Though it’s of spiritual nature. I’d not learn to
appreciate night. Unless there was day. The same goes for life and death. I am
living fully. Because of the prospect of my inevitable demise. I am so very
much aware of being alive and conscious.. Little wonder. That I am in love.
With life. With precious moments. --Jim Broede
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