Cathedral

Nature is my cathedral,
My place of worship. 

A place of spiritual delight.
A place of serenity.
A place of comfort and joy.
A place of self examination.

A place to release stress.
A place to dream and hope.
A place to remember and reminisce.
A place to cry.
A place to smile.
A place to play.

Nature a place of renewal of my soul,

My cathedral.

Gettin' Easier

As the days, weeks, months pass it begins to get easier. I'm not sure if it's shell shock or true healing. Some days the bad or sad memories invade my thoughts and it's a tough day. Most days, especially when I'm busy and engaged with every day life, the thoughts are mild or happy memories. The hardest days are holidays. Our family is small, but always together for major holidays. Since Sharon's death there's a missing part. Perhaps after we've gone through all the holidays once, the second go around will be easier. At least there's some respite from the doom and gloom. Liz and Austin seem to be doing well for what they've had to endure. There are more trials coming, but we'll survive. No other choice is available so life has to go on.