I did not realize how much I did. It is true. I need you. God I really need you.
I have lost some decent friends to death in the last three years. Life is not easy.
As I rewind I know I need you. Starting over like the seasons do year after year, I am left alone knowing my story is so intertwined with you. It is a beautiful tapestry of love.
I came home from a funeral today and while watering my plants, I sense your presence. Its from the gush of the water in my hose startled, I hold on and start spraying my flowers. I think about my autistic son jumping in the lake and I sense your presence.
Water brings life. It is interesting when we are in the desert of life, we may be numb to pain. When we are touched by rain, we wake up. I know I have. In the desert- I felt alone. When watering and being rained on, I bow my head and wondered why I could ever think of not needing you.
I was born on Maxwell Air Force Base in Alabama. We left when I was six months old. My parents weren’t from Alabama. When dad retired from the army, we moved back from Hawaii in the 70’s. Last week, I celebrated my 54th birthday here for the first time in 25 years. I wonder what has changed in all those years.
Travel blogging can be full of surprises. Readers, my recent trip to St. Augustine, Florida was a vacation spot you do not want to miss. It was quite a special experience seeing the oldest European city in the United States. I thought it would be fun to begin a blogging series of random photos and share of few interesting facts along the way.
Photographing history is not all old buildings in Europe. I spent a day in lovely Bamberg , Germany recently. My family lived a number of years in the area so I have visited often. Continue reading
(photo above courtesy of my collections of postcards from about 15 years ago.)
Can a building really mean so much? The heart of a city is a big shoe to fill. The feelings are certainly there when you walk through St. Sebald which is the oldest parish church in Nuremberg, Germany.