Friday, December 18, 2009

Today, the rain and cold are penetrating my soul. I feel sad. The drops of rain falling outside my window echo the tears in my heart, and it feels as though the heavens themselves are mournful. I heard from an old friend this morning that his father is dying and only has a couple of days left. The family has gathered, and now they wait. There is no joy for them during this Christmas season. I grieve for them and for their loss. What a difficult time to lose someone you love.

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The day is cold and dark and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold and dark and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
~The Rainy Day by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


The Victorian Parlor said...


My prayers go out for your friend and his father. I hope you are feeling more joyful too:).

Blessings and Merry Christmas,


Janean said...

Paula, what a wonderful heart you have that feels compassion for your friend and family during this dark time.

A friend of ours lost his "baby daughter" (though she was a grown woman) the day after Christmas.

However, it helps us look through fresh eyes at OUR blessings....