Jul 1, 2024

Tyre tracks have ended for this day.

So l thought short pilgrimage away before l say farewell to my son. It His Memorial service. 
In my stomach there is a knot. Tugging away at Life presently living. Full of guilt perhaps could l have time again. But life goes on and we know it isn't easy. Maybe will make it to a bright new tomorrow but without something's Life still feels empty doesn't it.

Gut wrenching at times. Focus on seaside community to combat unemployment, low wages under skilled workforce, lack of real income. Economic surviving not satisfying. 

Confident the political systems will not come to the aid of those struggling. Confident end of the track. End of the pier, Time out ,Bell has toiled for many. 

Like many waiting for the new Jerusalem, theme reappearing into my thoughts a lot. Where is this LIFE in all its fullness. How's that even work around coastal community's?









Breathe in anew and have quiet time some big questions to digest.

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But had this thing, can only call hope. Hope or Faith ?

T here was chaos that l just didn't quite recognise. Feel that's known by those `creating the chaos`. Long Hospital corridors, 36 ho...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"