i sit here pondering
what i should write
what if . . .
what if we could have
one more conversation
what if i could tell you
what i’m just now
starting to realize
did you know
you were the first one on my mind
when i had news to share
whether my heart was overflowing with joy
excitement
happiness
or
sorrow
it didn’t matter
even after you were gone
there were so many times
i wanted to pick up the phone and call
when i examine myself
i see so much of you
we were different
but at the same time
not so much
i love the memories of our road trips
i’ve thought about them a lot lately
out-of-the-way galleries and boutiques
tapestry
jewelry
and more
without knowing it
you shared your love
of art
of creativity
with me
and books . . .
how many times you said
i just love books
there’s something about a new book
the pristine pages
the promise of worlds to discover
and truths to learn
i could go on and on
it turns out
we were much more alike
than i ever imagined
and the thing i’m most thankful for . . .
your faith
you pointed me to the Saviour
we shared much
but nothing
absolutely nothing
can compare to that
that is your most important legacy
i pray
it will be mine as well
Her children rise up and call her blessed . . . (Proverbs 31:28 ESV).
