How can a day as golden as this one be so full of tears?
With little boys that laugh and play and dance upon the floor.
Beloved Eldest Daughter to share morning hours with.
Crocus flowers pushing bravely through the cold soil,
Making splashes of color against the grey landscape.
And hope. (I wonder how the tulips are doing, hidden as they are.)
Good friends to share conversation with, and answered prayer.
So, then, why the tears?
Lord Jesus, would it help to say the things that spill from my heart
In saltwater down my cheeks and drip off my chin?
Would it help?  I think not. 
So let me now, as here indulged,
Be stronger, and more free to let it go.
Some days will be like this, I’ve come to know.
And tomorrow, brighter, washed clean by this day’s tears.

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  1. Mary, so special! I love you. I love the way you share your soul with us. God wrap your loving arms around dear Mary. I know that tears are a language that God understands. Blessings

  2. Crocus flowers pushing up bravely through the hard soil and despite cold temperatures, they have survived the winter. Isn’t that like life? After a winter of sorrow, spring will come, and joy will once again show it’s face more often, and smiles will come more easily.

  3. “Blessed be God, even the Fatherof our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God all comfort; Who comforteth us in all our tribuation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.”  “But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.”  His comfort, His power, shines through you, my friend.

  4. Thank you Buckeyegirlie for sharing that.It is beautiful and very timely for me also  to read those words! God Bless you dear friend!

  5. I drove by your house on the way to school ere we visited the orthodontist this morning and gawked to see if I could see a tulip popping up…and ran onto the shoulder of the road and youngest daughter who is 14 said, “MOM do you need ME to drive?!” 

  6. I was all set to add a post, but after reading your post, words fail me. I have as of yet not lost a parent or a parent-in-love (as you so sweetly put it-I love that combination of words!) Or is it Polly that says that? Anyway, know that my thoughts are with you.

  7. I feel sad for you!  My thoughts and prayers go out to you.

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