Learning To Fly

I woke wayyyyy early this morning, knowing the date I was not going to fall back to sleep. Instead, words started filling my head so I started typing myself a note…that note to Jim turned into this. I remember and I celebrate ❤ I. Miss. You. Husband ❤

22 months ago you gained your wings.
I did too.
While yours took your spirit ‘Home’
I was left behind,
To
Teach myself and learn
How to fly..solo.
I was like a fledgling
At first,
I couldn’t quite get myself off the ground.
But I persisted.
And, guess what?!
I’m persevering!
I’m flying babe…..
I’m flying.
I’m doing things.
I’m going places.
I’m growing.
On my own.
On my own
Yet…
I know as surely as I’m breathing,
That your spirit and energy
Are helping to guide me……
Giving lift to these
Wings of mine,
I’m now riding the winds of change.
©lindafedroff_august14,2018

Sunday Morning Muse..The Rain 💦

A Peaceful Sunday Morning Soul Stroll ☔️  

A chilly November morning,

Misty rain in the air.

The only sound to be heard,

Are droplets softy falling.

They break the silence,

With their musical 

Drip, drip, drip.

Unconsciously, my pace slows down,

And I stroll in time to the rhythm of the rain.

I breathe in.

I breathe out.

I’m at Peace.

~lf~