Wednesday, January 23, 2008

The Sunrise to come

One of my favorite parts of being a Kansas girl is the never-ending horizon. I once heard that a sailor from the prairie feels at home adrift on the sea because of the endless sky and wide open spaces.

Each morning as I leave for work, I'm treated to a canvas that is never the same; a gift that transforms from minute to minute with prismatic bursts of color. I'm always checking through the window to see what waits outside the back door...and rarely am I disappointed.

Tomorrow brings a difficult day. With a loss of a friend and a trip back 'home' we will spend our day shrouded in gray. May the winds of time bring peace to us all, sweet memories to sustain us and new sunrises of hope for the future.


martie said...

So sorry for the loss of your friend. To say it is difficult is an understatment. May your memories sustain you through this sad time and may you carry them into the future as reminders of how much you shared.

Many hugs, my friend.

Mike said...

my prayers are with you. Drop me a line when you can

McSwain said...

Peace to you, friend.

Anonymous said...

Laurie, it's hard losing someone precious to you. I know you have a headful of memories that will eventually make their way onto paper.
In the meantime, take care.

I love your sunrise photos--such a huge sky! You're right--hope is a good word for it.