The lines won’t be so blurry–

My hands, no longer scurry-

It’s okay after all…

To not be in such a hurry.

Stars & Moon shots are challenging for a beginner. I’ll get there.

He held her hand as they walked down the familiar path she’d walked down thousands of nights before.

She stopped at the pale blue house with the large front window, and turning to look at him, she said, “I walked past this house on Christmas last year. From here I looked in at the family gathered around the tree, smiling, laughing and celebrating. It was a  cold night, but somehow in that moment it felt warm and safe. That’s when I knew, everything about you felt like Christmas. Yet here I stood outside on this sidewalk, alone. I cried because I thought you were gone.”

He reached down to put his hands around her face, bringing his gaze down to align with the green of her eyes.

“What do you see now?”

“I see, you.”

“Well, from where I’m standing I’m looking into the window of where I want to call home. And I promise you won’t ever walk by yourself on Christmas Day again.”

In that moment, the snow began to fall. Yet her heart began to thaw.

We all start somewhere. You take the time to know the steps. Or you take a leap into trial and error.

I leap everytime.

I chase the moon.

With my eyes,

in the light,

with a lens,

in the night.

I chase the moon with all my life.

(Credit of the close up shot of the moon goes to R. Robinson)

Calling on the Creator of the heavens, moon, planets, and stars- The colors that we hoist stand for the natural rights You have granted us. The red represents the sacrifice that has come before us as we’ve experienced the sting of loss that grows us stronger. The white represents our ability to look at our brother and sister who may hold different beliefs, yet we are still willing to find the common threads that keep us whole. And the blue represents the victory of freedom that we find when we stand against any forces of greed and hatred that try to tear us apart. Today I ask for your grace and favor to heal and restore us. Weaken the darkness that tries to pull apart the threads of a life we cherish. We need your guidance and love to draw our gaze towards you. Open our hearts to your mercy as you reign protection down upon our nation. In the name of my gracious savior, Jesus Christ, Amen.

Last seen-The notion of love we symbolize with a heart.

A heart is only a muscle acting as a machine.

To understand love, study the machine.

Someone told you stories about love, they made you believe there was a true blue connection.

But that’s not the way of a machine.

They only function, they do not feel.

They get repaired, replaced, retired…

And they stop.

This is the real story of love.

The last scene.

It really broke my heart.

Did it break yours, too?

RIP CK. 💔

We always wish and hope to hear those words from those we love.

But sometimes they are the last words of someone you cared about.

Leaving you forever with a memory of loss on your birthday no matter if you tuck it away, or try to ignore it.

Birthdays are weird and unusual.

I didn’t want this summer to end.

But I held back my tears and forced the anxiety down.

I couldn’t tell you about it.

And you didn’t ask.

The only thing that told me goodnight was the pink Crescent moon.