from ruin to ashes to beauty

a journey that consists of breaking down my walls into ruin and burning the rubble and then building a castle of beauty in its place

Friday, November 4, 2011

meeting

we were up at the cabin again tonight.  and i was idly looking thru the calendar that was there.  it was a heavy duty calendar and each month was a moose picture.

may's picture was a bull moose touching noses with a half grown calf.
and i had this sudden picture of dad meeting his dad as he crossed the river.  dad was 23 when his dad died.  and i wondered what his meeting with his dad would have been like.  and how happy he must have been to finally be with his dad.