In life, there is death. This world that is filled with beautiful flowers in April, comes from the tulip bulbs planted months before.
In order to get past one’s grief, one must embrace the grief for a while.
The longer you live, the more you will experience death. Cry, dear Reader, cry over the death of a relationship or the death of a child, and then get on with things. It is the only way.
I have become an official Downton Abbey addict. One of my favorite characters is Anna. She is resilient, and she loves Mr. Bates with all of his baggage and his cane.
I love the fact that the show’s producers/directors/writers are not afraid to show Mr. Bates’ wrinkles and scars. He has them. Those of us who have lived a full life, have them, too. May you be blessed with a loving relationship.
It appears that I mistakenly deleted all of the posts I’ve written on this blog. I hope I can retrieve them. I poured my heart and soul into each word, so I’m afraid I am a bit disappointed today.
[Can anyone tell from my phrases that I have been watching Downton Abbey? I think I have overdosed on it! I simply must get to my chores.]
Tell me which one of the characters do you most identify with.
“A Working Woman’s Skills”