Tuesday, January 16, 2024

Solace

 

For the past three and a half years, I spent Sunday mornings with Naomi, having church while sitting in comfortable chairs, drinking tea. 

Sunday mornings without her have been unrelentingly difficult. 

I have found some solace by pulling on my boots and layering on a wool sweater and heading to the trees and the river and the songs of a few brave birds. 

1 comment:

  1. This reminds me of a wall hanging in my parents’ house. It says “If the river did not have rocks, it could not make a song.”

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