Hello, dear blog friends ~
I've been a bit quiet of late, tending to "life" concerns in the extended family. There's been plenty of laughter, but the days have also known many tears. Sometimes, with the mix of emotions, I find peace in silence and tend to rest in that sacred place.
Earlier this week, I learned that dear writer friend, Joan Hall, passed away. We had communicated the day before, and her kindness filled my heart. She was a holy person, someone who pursued and lived the great virtues. I know she rests in peace, for that is how she lived - loving and supporting others through her kindness. ❤️
I've been a bit quiet of late, tending to "life" concerns in the extended family. There's been plenty of laughter, but the days have also known many tears. Sometimes, with the mix of emotions, I find peace in silence and tend to rest in that sacred place.
Earlier this week, I learned that dear writer friend, Joan Hall, passed away. We had communicated the day before, and her kindness filled my heart. She was a holy person, someone who pursued and lived the great virtues. I know she rests in peace, for that is how she lived - loving and supporting others through her kindness. ❤️
Yvette offers the Tanka poetry prompt for this week. She asks that participants focus on the word gift. You can read her instructions here. With Joan in mind, I've written a poem about the gifts we don't see but hold dear.
My simple Tanka:
My simple Tanka:
Have a wonderful week, dear friends. Consider yourself hugged. 🤗
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