Life is but a single thread

So much had changed since then.It was hardly recognisable,but it was it still the same paththat had been used by countless feet,and it never lost any of its individuality.It was still the same old pathI had used in my courting days.30 April 2008

Blue,when I’m feeling sad.Yellow,when I’m happy.Grey,on those dayswhen I am lonely.Black,when I am depressed.16 February 2008

I’ve got up because I couldn’t sleepfor a little space of my own.Fed our cats, so I could sit in the quietand not be bothered by anything.Letting my mind slide into a dream.I feel the pull of another worldand not the one I’m living in,of relaxing in a far off landsurrounded by old friends.Somewhere I…

Then one day I didand the trend seemedto go on without end.I extended a hand of friendshipto everyone that I did meet,helped them with their problemsof which their lives were beset.Some tell me I should stop doing thisas it will cause me more stress in my life,but how can helping another human beingever bring stress…

and showed to me how vulnerable we areas we go through our daily lives.If it happened to me,then it could happen to you.A slight lapse of concentrationany accident can occur.A missed step couldlead to our final goodbye.I was lucky this time,but the next time who knows.8 December 2011

Their voices can be heard all the timein the things they write.We walk with themthroughout their tragedieswith our words of comfortfrom our many miles away.We stretch our handsout to hold themwherever they may be.Some people saythey are not friendsbecause friends can physicallyhold one another tight.However, they are wrong,words can be just as strongas any physical…