I don’t know why I struggle with dread/ or the feeling of impending doom

I really don’t know why.

I even looked it up on the internet and found out that elderly people do struggle with feelings of despair.

Maybe it’s a subtle worry about aging and the future

Or the fact, as a septuagenarian death is looming ever closer,

(Photo by our daughter, Shannon)

Not arriving quickly, but not slowly either

(Photo by our daughter, Shannon)

So I am always rather amazed

Not stunned with amazement

But pleasantly surprised

When I look to the heavens and find residing there gently

Are diamonds….adorning the ether and my eyes—taking away the cheap feeling of impending ruin

All I have to do is Look

There within the white clouds, riding high above the breeze is that ancient symbol of hope, a promise of blessings, and the belief life is truly made up of roses and laugher.

All I have to do is look; give Thanks for what is to come,

All will be what it is supposed to be —- and that, in and of itself is Good.

From my heart to your world,

Linda