Thursday, January 01, 2015

Some nights, there are a handful of candles...


Lovely post (h/t Cheryl). This time of year always brings my missing loved one right to the surface... the people that are gone, the times that are behind (and ahead, too). I sometimes love this time of year for how often I find my self walking through memories, stopping at touchstones, having an animated conversation with someone who's not there to hear it anymore. And later, lighting a candle to that ghost. Some nights, there are a handful of candles.