Fearlessly Boldly Silently (excerpt from my book)

December 23, 2015  •  2 Comments

At Lenny's funeral I saw a graveyard full of little babies. It was a very sad time and for years the grief tore into my very soul...the storm turned to rain and through the dark heavy clouds appeared a rainbow. Coming through that grief in the strangest way I felt a gratitude, that is hard for anyone to understand. Lenny Storm was not to be but from that muddy fog grew in me a rose. Lenny is the essence in the gentle breeze that kisses my cheek, he is the rainbow after the rain. I held my pain lovingly and became grateful for all that it taught me, every tear shed watered a beautiful flower in my heart and I allowed that flower to grow.


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Glenda Middling(non-registered)
The tears came and my thoughts went to you! Such strong and powerful words that captivated my mind to read over and over again! The heart is missing a piece of it's jigsaw and it was a unique piece that can never be replaced! One learns to make it beat again through love, kindness and breathing in earths beauty which surrounds us in our everyday struggles! Bless you in every way ❤
Connie Fisher(non-registered)
I feel your pain .... This is so beautifully written. Am crying as I write this . Thank you for sharing your deeply personal story of your journey through grief- there can be no greater loss , my heart goes out to you <3
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