Sunny Sunday turned into Sunny Monday. Sunny fall days continue and the leaves continue to fall.

Working in the garden, walking around or driving, all is better on sunny fall days. All the darkness of my son’s death this summer continues to haunt me. I feel constantly like I am dying. So the brightness of the sun on my soul is so important. I pray that this sunny fall weather stays until this dark shadow leaves.

When I was younger a friend told me that to live life fully I had to face death daily. I was not sure what he meant and took it more metaphorically. Now that I feel death daily I understand how it takes living fully to keep going with death all around. Sunny days live on.

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