Day 7/31 #sol19

My friend is dying. My friend has been sick, uncomfortable, and in pain for too long. She is, at last, home in her bed, nestled amongst the snowy magic of the high mountain spruces and pines, loved by the hearts of countless children and grown up children.

Here are my words for Annie:

May the silently drifting snowflakes settle, alight, and guide your soul.

May the whispered voices of your loved ones soothe your heart and bring a smile to your lips.

May the memories of your years of connections, laughter, and inspirations lift your wings high.

May you take all of our love with you when you go.

We are all better people for knowing your bright light.

You are so very loved.