laundry day

 It has been one of those days. Those days that you wake up and just feel like the universe is out of sync.  One by one, the minutes turn to moments that I know will be with me for the rest of my life.  It seems that on days such as these, time stands still and you find yourself wishing for it to pass.

 As I sat down this evening with little to say, I searched for some peaceful images to soothe the soul.  Usually, it is the simple things that give me peace.  Today I found laundry to be the fairy dust I was yearning for.

 What is more satisfying than to slip in to a crisp, clean sheet at night or smell the softness of a blanket.

 To take all of the dirt and grime that accumulated during the day and wash it out.  Wash it out and then hang it up to dry in the brilliant sunshine.

 Let the wind blow it all away. Blow it far away.

Every morning is a new beginning.  A gift.  My promise to myself for tomorrow...  I will awaken with a prayer...to know that the mud has been washed away...the smoke has blown with the wind...and the sweet scent of hope has remained for me to enjoy.

My precious Brother-in-law passed away this morning.  I know that he sits in Glory and Peace tonight.  George, you will be missed but your kindness and faithfulness will remain as a part of my heart forever.  Godspeed

All photos are from pinterest.