Friday, July 20, 2007
After thirty years - you'd think you'd get over the ache of departures. But when was it ever human nature not to long for more - more pleasant days of camaraderie and beauty.
But the proverbial sands of time have spilled into breeze and water - the voices and laughter of family have drifted with them out over the sea.
Some of us touched the ocean for the first wonderful time. (My grand niece, sweet Katie, and beloved sister Jen and her precious Laura and Kate)
Some of us remain behind, but love will span the distances. (Our terrific son, Jody)
The fog will grace the shore and harbors.
The tides will leave magic behind for wanderers.
Boats will swing around their moorings to point into the freshening breeze.
Our footprints may vanish. Our smiles remain.
Chatham, Cape Cod