May is here

I've mentioned before that I have a very good

Grandmother.

I talked with her tonight

and she understood that I could be feeling a bit down

but that she was still praying for me.

Then she told me about a woman's devotional she read

and that the woman author loved the Month of May,

how everything is new and changing every day;

the leaves on the trees start to grow.

My Grandma said it is here favourite month and that she wishes

it could stay longer.

She told me to enjoy this, to take joy in it.

I looked out my window and

realized, sure enough, the leaves on the trees

are beginning to bud.

Then later on I told one of my best friends

about Elizabeth Goudge's book

the scent of water

and I read her the quote from the book of Job

that is the beginning of this book.

On my last post, T-A commented to

enjoy this time

as it is not often we get it.

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Well, I am not sure what I would do volunteering

and I do need a job,

but I have started writing again.

Actually I never stopped but I started writing

a non-fiction piece.

Then my computer ate it.

Gone. Poof! Sob.

But I am starting over on it;

I have a feeling I will have lots of starts on it.

I dream though of writing something worth reading.

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Ultimately I want to write something meaningful

like Kathleen Norris books were and are to me;

or restorative like Elizabeth Goudge.

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In Spring we dream

for who knows what may come of it,

maybe even something of beauty.