Our world changes from moment to moment, yet often we do not notice until something dramatic changes - leaving us breathless and imbalanced. When you disconnect from the churn and pull of have-tos in day-to-day life, the rest of the world almost pounces on you in anticipation.
Gently this beautiful creature danced into my life, full of wisdom and curiosity. Lovingly she caressed my spirit with her soft, deep voice and her soulful eyes.
We whiled away the hours together laughing and listening to each other's stories. Sharing the moments that others often miss because of shallow distractions, we connected honestly but briefly.
How do you quantify the value of a heart? How do you gather up all of the magnificence of a human being into words? The simple answer is: you don't. You cry, and laugh, and keep silent about the most sacred things that they brought to you.
Sisters in spirit means that when you sit with someone for a few moments, you can hear their spirit speaking and you know in your bones that you've met someone who can hear yours. This precious gift brings great comfort in a world full of people who are spiritually deaf to your song, or worse: don't care to stop long enough to listen.
My sister crossed over to Summerland yesterday. She was done with this lifetime and moved on to her next one.
But for one brief, shining moment she graced me with her love, and for that I feel blessed beyond measure.
