In and Out of time

The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance...
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
I had always loved you more.
You freed your braids...
gave your hair to the breeze.
It hummed like a hive of honey bees.
I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there....
Mmmm...God how I love your hair.
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.
I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed....
Trying to change our nightmares to dreams...
The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out
in and out
in and out
of time.

- Maya Angelou

Time Heals All Wounds...

Tonight, I went through all my photo albulms for the last 10 years or more. It struck me. Old lovers. The deaths. The births. The marriages. The divorces. My grandparent's 50th and 60th wedding anniveraries. Many other significant anniveraries...

Life is life.

There is good. There is bad.

I have focused a lot on the bad here. But there has also been a lot of good.

There were numerous people that I have considered "out of my life". But in looking at all the old pictures, I felt no ill-will. I even remembered some good times with my father-in-law.

Time does heal all wounds. Even the bad ones. More on that later.