Joy Cometh in the Morning

Life is fragile and there is no guarantee of tomorrow. Today is all that is promised to anyone. It is up to each one of us to make each day matter.

Life is too short not to stop and smell the roses. Memory Bears is going to take a short break. All delivery dates are met and all present requests are in house.

During the next two weeks, I invite you to check out the Memory Bear archives. There you will find posts to read going back to October 2011.

Thank you for your support and readership. See you in a couple of weeks.

 Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

Three Requests Arrive

Three packages arrived yesterday, each sent by families who have decided to remember their loved ones with a Memory Bear. Each package is placed in the shop and as I open each one, I remember what each family shared with me about their loved one and I smile, knowing how much these memory bears will mean to them, as I begin to plan the creation of each memory bear.

Lonely Tears

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There was a time

I cried with you,

Now I cry alone.

 

There was a time

I held you close,

Now I sit alone.

 

There isn’t a time

I don’t think of you,

Then I’m not alone.

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