WildwoodFarm

This is the view from our hotel room.

Such a week for sadness. Last monday, our best friends had a miscarriage at 5 mos. As much and as deeply as we grieve for them, we feel a sense of loss ourselves. When I think how heartbroken I am to lose the new little angel I was so looking forward to holding and spoiling and babysitting, I cannot even conceive of what her parents are feeling. I feel that we are so fortunate to have them as friends. They've let us share in the joys of their lives and spoil their 2 kids and given us their help and support. Now, they have the grace of spirit to allow us to grieve with them and to feel like we've been of some small use to them. It can be a hard place to be when you care greatly about someone who's in so much pain and to have no way to express your own caring or your own grief which seems rendered insignificant by comparison. I'm so glad to have friends who could reach out to us and include us in even this most private and painful time. Today, just a few minutes ago, I le

In the dying of the light: The people’s steps are slowed, Their feet unsure. They try to find The path that seems to fade. As though the world were going blind, Their eyes strain to see ahead. They try in vain to find the way. Their vision -- at first dimmed -- now lost. Confused, directionless, they stray. In the tightening coil of night In the dying of the light In the rising of the Sun: The people turn uplifted. In faith and unity they stride To see the promises fulfilled. Alive again the light that died. They see the day before them. They see the way again made clear. Brightly now their purpose shines. Now that the rising sun is here. The time of darkness now is done In the rising of the Son

OH MY GOODNESS I can't believe I missed April fools day... I didn't prank a living soul and I usually get and am got by several. A day that will live in infamy