On Motherhood & Sanity


Wednesday, March 11, 2015

it's still there






Close your eyes, say a prayer and blow out the candle. 
Watch the smoke raise slowly in a secret dance and melt away into  eternity.  
We can't see her, but she's still there. 
Every particle that defined her is still there. 
Transformed beyond the reach of our senses and our limited comprehension. 

She is forever there.