In the still of the night…
I am alone, and yet I am not alone as myLord is with me day and night, never leaving my side. And it is he who gives me the strength to face each and every day with a heart of peace and understanding.
With the doors to Margaritaville flung wide open on this glorious Spring evening, after the rainy days and before the onslaught of pollen, I walk onto the deck which is sprinkled with sand and times gone by from beaches afar… I see the reflections of lights from houses across the lake and wonder if they can see ours just the same. I hold my breath, close my eyes and go back to a place in time when
myDarlin’ Robert Kenui Pope would join me for awhile. The geese honk, and we wish they would go away, a plane flies overhead, but it’s too dark to see and as a train whistles in the far distance, he says to me, ‘We’ve got a good life, don’t we baby?’
I step through the door to the deck, looking for the stars in the night sky, only to find they are masked by clouds. And as the thunder begins to roll in the distance, I reply, Yes we do myDarlin’, yes we do. I head inside to finish writing and turn in for the night, his presence lingers in Margaritaville for a bit longer as thunderstorms were always one of his favorites…
I am grateful myLord, for the strength you bestow upon me and the memories that carry me through my days and nights. But most of all, I am grateful for the promise of eternal life and that we will one day be with you in paradise.
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