Three seasons In one day. April through May Spring, Summer,Autumn. It’s all so magical . When you’re hunting Easter Eggs. In the garden or in the park. Filling your Egg basket before dark. Happy Easter Everyone, he’s risen. He Died so We may live. He washed away Our sins and for that We are truly grateful. Joy to the world we are saved.
He rose and left an empty grave. No one saw him go but he saved us. Be blessed he is risen for all of us.
April 1 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a swift passage. You can take inspiration from any source. Who is going where and why. What makes it swift? Go where the prompt leads!.
The candle flickered her spirit left. Free from earth’s tethers and life’s pain she breathed again. Across the night sky lit by stars she flashed around the planet spreading love as she went.
Alighting on her Moors, her spirit’s home. The stones welcomed her with love, they knew her worth. Cold winds could not chill her just carry her wisdom.
Behind she left us grieving, family and friends alike. Her legacy will last forever as will the hole she left in our hearts. My last email to her said “sleep well.” Sue’s passage after death was swift to bliss.
“I like you” Sue said when we met for the second time, “your even shorter than me.” Sue always spoke her mind.
Like everyone who knew her I will miss Sue dearly. It was not as this day was not expected but still it was a heart stopper when I actually saw the words in print.
Sue was many things, Mother, Grandmother, loving partner, carer, teacher, friend, author and a supporter and light to us all.
We have lost a beautiful light, a beacon from our lives. Sue touched us all. I can’t believe it’s only six months since September when Sue got the news that she was terminally ill. Like many, family and friends I baulked at the inevitable selfishly I could not accept what Sue not only accepted but also embraced . She was angry, as we all would be. Amazingly she said she had too much work to finish. Too much life to live.
Sue had visits to Oxford, days out with Ducks and Grandchildren and she worked, boy she worked so hard, books written and published, books reworked and republished. Christmas Dinner prepared and eaten, cakes and mince pies prepared. If minded Sue was an unstoppable force.
I emailed Sue daily, she probably got fed up with me but I just wanted her to know I was there for her. The last email , that I sent was last night and simply said , “Dear Sue sleep well” and I put Peace as the subject. I really mean that Dear Sue sleep well. Where ever you are now in your new realm be at peace.
Sue, I don’t want to but it is time to say goodbye as you spread your wings and move to the next part of your journey. You will live forever in my heart …not only mine but many others too. You will be immortal in our memories.
With love to Stuart, Nick Alex and the girls not forgotting The Small Dog Ani.
Another feather flutters A candle is lighted A soul with with loved ones united. At last there is no pain You are free to soar again.