Transition!

Seashells 

Three of life’s treasures, seashells, sand and sun

Filling the heart with memories of contentment and longing

As the tide washes in and out we feel our life, ever moving, changing, flowing

Contemplation flows full circle, back to the shore of life

A secret smile escapes our lips with a soft sigh

A distant rainbow appears to remind us of the colors of our soul

Whispering it’s song of freedom Debra Oakland

Recently I had one of those deep girlfriend kind of conversations, with a very dear friend. She and her husband came into our lives thru a series of fortunate coincidences, we were reminiscing and counting our blessings. They are "salt of the earth" kind of people, people of enormous faith that has sustained them thru some of life's bitter experiences. One of her most endearing qualities is the ability to laugh in spite of it all and maintain a somewhat abnormal sense of humor. The fabric of her being!


Moving, she is in a transitional place in her life asking God to help her meet and build new and quality relationships, such as ours. She asked me to pray for her and so I did:
"Please God, send her my twin. Amen."
OK, so He made me this way and I can't seem to help myself!